Tag: love
My Recreations with India Westbrooks (Pt. 3)
Keep calm and carry on.
Morning beauties.
I wanted to wish you all a productive week. The sadness of the weekend events throughout the world have brought a sudden need for everyone to express more love. For me Love never left me nor those around me and I will continue to promote positivity as the natural way of Life.
So not to dwell I am sending some much needed love and appreciate for all of mankind. Bleeding the same colour and making the same noises we are all the makings off one designer, just in varations of shapes and colours. But essentially we are all one.
So grab something warm to drink, get dressed and continue living a wonderful,fulfilling life, we get one chance, remove your fear and stay true to the belief in the preservation of life and embrace each other with Love.
Loving you, Loving me xoxo
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Collection @ 9-22-2015
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For Girls with Warrior Hearts…Perfect words of Love .
“Me and my mother go out for coffee. We are sitting at the table when I ask her, ‘Do you think it’s possible to wake up one day and realize that you’ve stopped loving the person you spent the last two decades of your life with?’ She stops what she’s doing and she says, ‘It happens. Except it doesn’t happen the way you think it does.’ I take a sip from my coffee mug. ‘Then how does it happen?’ ‘It happens slowly. Just like it takes time to learn love, it takes time to forget it.’ ‘How do you forget what you never had?’ She’s looking at me wide eyed now. I tell her, ‘If you wake up one day and realize that you have stopped loving, then you never really loved at all. Love doesn’t just become a past, and even for the many times it does, it is always a present too, you know? It’s the kind of thing you always carry around with you.’ I stop talking after that and my mother spills her coffee. Her hands are shaking and in her gaze, I know that she is trying to find the right words to tell me that love is fucked up like that sometimes. That I am right. That it stays, even when it can’t. ‘Whoever it is that you love, is going to be lucky. You’re going to do it right darling, and every single time after the first is going to be better, because when everyone else forgets you’re going to remember.’ She reaches over the table and takes my hands, ‘Love only hurts if you let it, so you might as well wear it like your favorite dress. It’s always going to look beautiful on you. Like maybe love was something made to fit girls with warrior hearts and bravery louder than their mothers, like yours- perfectly.’”
Source: For Girls With Warrior Hearts and Bravery Louder Than Their Mothers// thewordsyouneverunderstood (via thewordsyouneverunderstood)
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No one is Perfect but you can always find your Happy Place.
“1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.”
Five things I am trying very hard to accept
Accept it👌👏😍
Laugh often. 😊😆😆😆
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You are not half a person..see your full potential
“Do not love half lovers
Do not entertain half friends
Do not indulge in works of the half talented
Do not live half a life and do not die a half death If you choose silence, then be silent
When you speak, do so until you are finished
Do not silence yourself to say something
And do not speak to be silent If you accept, then express it bluntly
Do not mask it If you refuse then be clear about it for an ambiguous refusal is but a weak acceptance
Do not accept half a solution
Do not believe half truths
Do not dream half a dream
Do not fantasize about half hopes ,Half a drink will not quench your thirst ,Half a meal will not satiate your hunger
Half the way will get you no where
Half an idea will bear you no results
Your other half is not the one you love
It is you in another time yet in the same space
It is you when you are not
Half a life is a life you didn’t live, A word you have not said , A smile you postponed ,A love you have not had
A friendship you did not know
To reach and not arrive
Work and not work
Attend only to be absent
What makes you a stranger to them closest to you and they strangers to you
The half is a mere moment of inability but you are able for you are not half a being
You are a whole that exists to live a life not half a life.”
Source: http://www.tumblr.com/Khalil Gibran
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He’ll know you…
“One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.”
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**** great piece, I had to share .****
Original Source.: http://the-taintedtruth.tumblr.com.
