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“If it’s contrived, it’s not sexy. Sexy is when you laugh uncontrollably with a mouthful of coffee. Or when your eyes reveal exactly what you’re feeling when you look at someone you painfully desire. It’s when your hair falls across your mouth as you’re turning over in bed. Or when you’re sitting quietly on the couch absorbed in a good book with your hair in a messy up-do, glasses on your nose, no make-up and wearing thick, wooly socks that were stolen from his drawer. It’s springtime when you’re both pottering around in the vegetable patch and the afternoon sun hits your squinting eyes. It’s your distinguishable giggle from across the table at a noisy dinner party. It’s the tear glistening in the corner of your eye when you’re trying to be strong. It’s coming back from a run with pink cheeks and sweat at your temples. It’s responding to your lover’s passion with equal fervour. That, is damn sexy.” - Amalia

If it’s contrived, it’s not sexy. Sexy is when you laugh uncontrollably with a mouthful of coffee. Or when your eyes reveal exactly what you’re feeling when you look at someone you painfully desire. It’s when your hair falls across your mouth as you’re turning over in bed. Or when you’re sitting quietly on the couch absorbed in a good book with your hair in a messy up-do, glasses on your nose, no make-up and wearing thick, wooly socks that were stolen from his drawer. It’s springtime when you’re both pottering around in the vegetable patch and the afternoon sun hits your squinting eyes. It’s your distinguishable giggle from across the table at a noisy dinner party. It’s the tear glistening in the corner of your eye when you’re trying to be strong. It’s coming back from a run with pink cheeks and sweat at your temples. It’s responding to your lover’s passion with equal fervour. That, is damn sexy. - Amalia

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— 1 week ago with 1 note
#inspiration  #sexy is content  #love 




“In certain areas of my life, I actively seek out solitude. Especially for someone in my line of work, solitude is, more or less, an inevitable circumstance. Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind of double-edged sword. It protects me, but at the same time steadily cuts away at me from the inside. I think in my own way I’m aware of this danger - probably through experience - and that’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion, in some cases pushing myself to the limit, in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside and to put it in perspective. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.”
- What I talk about when I talk about running by Haruki Murakami

In certain areas of my life, I actively seek out solitude. Especially for someone in my line of work, solitude is, more or less, an inevitable circumstance. Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind of double-edged sword. It protects me, but at the same time steadily cuts away at me from the inside. I think in my own way I’m aware of this danger - probably through experience - and that’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion, in some cases pushing myself to the limit, in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside and to put it in perspective. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.

- What I talk about when I talk about running by Haruki Murakami

— 1 month ago with 3 notes
#book  #inspiration  #free people  #photography  #life 
'I hope you’ll see the things I see. You’ll stand at the window where I stand, and lie down in the bed where I lie down, and read the books I read. If we could be together, even in that way… then that’s enough. Let’s think of it as being together. That’s enough for us to consider ourselves as happy as other lovers.'

- Secret Garden

'I hope you’ll see the things I see. You’ll stand at the window where I stand, and lie down in the bed where I lie down, and read the books I read. If we could be together, even in that way… then that’s enough. Let’s think of it as being together. That’s enough for us to consider ourselves as happy as other lovers.'

- Secret Garden

— 3 months ago with 2 notes
#travel  #vietnam  #inspiration  #love 
'I've really learned you don't have to fit in. No matter where you go, you're always going to be you and if they don't like you for who you are, then what's the point or being someone esle?'

My 22nd birthday is going to expire in 8 hours 25 minutes and all I have experienced during the day was insomina, discourage and disappoinment. But as Bukowski said - what matters most is how well you walk through the fire - I am going to make the remains of today great even if I am all alone scratching papers in a tiny cafe, because you can’t expect anyone to bring you happiness if you can’t even make yourself happy. 

And I will fly higher and run wilder as the years go by.

'I've really learned you don't have to fit in. No matter where you go, you're always going to be you and if they don't like you for who you are, then what's the point or being someone esle?'

My 22nd birthday is going to expire in 8 hours 25 minutes and all I have experienced during the day was insomina, discourage and disappoinment. But as Bukowski said - what matters most is how well you walk through the fire - I am going to make the remains of today great even if I am all alone scratching papers in a tiny cafe, because you can’t expect anyone to bring you happiness if you can’t even make yourself happy.

And I will fly higher and run wilder as the years go by.

— 3 months ago with 2 notes
#writing  #inspiration  #photography  #happy birthday 




“The thing about growing older, dear, is that you don’t ever stop being the age you were, you just add each new age to it. So I never envy the young, because I’m still twenty years old myself, and thirty, and forty, and so on. By the time you’re my age, you have so many selves to be, and draw upon, and enjoy, that I can only feel compassion for young people, who still have so very few.”

The thing about growing older, dear, is that you don’t ever stop being the age you were, you just add each new age to it. So I never envy the young, because I’m still twenty years old myself, and thirty, and forty, and so on. By the time you’re my age, you have so many selves to be, and draw upon, and enjoy, that I can only feel compassion for young people, who still have so very few.

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— 4 months ago
#inspiration  #travel  #penang  #me crazy 
“She wanted them the way she needed the earth and the flowers and the sky and the sea from her tower room and food and sleep and warmth and light and nights by the fire and poetry and the stories of going out into the world and almost being destroyed by it and returning to find comfort and the real meaning of freak. And I am a freak, she thought, happily. I am meant to stay here forever. I am loved." 
- The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold by Francesca Lia Block

She wanted them the way she needed the earth and the flowers and the sky and the sea from her tower room and food and sleep and warmth and light and nights by the fire and poetry and the stories of going out into the world and almost being destroyed by it and returning to find comfort and the real meaning of freak. And I am a freak, she thought, happily. I am meant to stay here forever. I am loved."

- The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold by Francesca Lia Block

— 4 months ago
#inspiration  #book  #life 
“I hope someday somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight, without an ounce of selfishness in it.”
- Waitress (2007)

I hope someday somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight, without an ounce of selfishness in it.

- Waitress (2007)

— 5 months ago with 1 note
#inspiration  #film  #i need lots of hugs 
“Everyone of us is losing something precious to us… Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back gain. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.”
-Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

Everyone of us is losing something precious to us… Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back gain. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.

-Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

— 5 months ago with 3 notes
#inspiration  #book  #life 

In the whole wind of change, I know nothing lasts forever. September ended, whether I woke up or not. November passed, with or without the rain. Still, I hope, that when our love and friendship change, it will still be love and friendship.

- today20

— 5 months ago with 2 notes
#inspiration  #photography  #Fall  #love 
There is a place I love to go. 
It’s green and blue and it sparkles through and through. 
Yeah it’s all that I can do. 
To go to the place that I know. 
Where I will never grow old. 
The place where you take my hand and never let me go.

There is a place I love to go.

It’s green and blue and it sparkles through and through.

Yeah it’s all that I can do.

To go to the place that I know.

Where I will never grow old.

The place where you take my hand and never let me go.

— 6 months ago
#laura shay  #travel  #inspiration  #when I'm all over the place