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It’s okay to despise
what you have inherited,
to feel dead
in a city of pulses.
It’s okay to be the whale
that never comes up
for air, to love best
the taste of your
own blood.— Rachel McKibbens, from “letter from my heart to my brain,” blud
in the face of grief turn to love - it is not time that heals, but love, overwhelming, true, profound, piercing your heart and setting your soul aflame love
(via magickpunk)
Don’t wait for it. Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. Create. And then the love will come to you, then it comes to you. Anaïs Nin (via kvtes)
(Source: girlinlondon, via kvtes)
Nothing in nature lives for itself.
Rivers don’t drink their own water.
Trees don’t eat their own fruit.
The Sun doesn’t shine for itself.
A flower’s fragrance is not for itself.
Living for each other is the Rule of Nature.Unknown (via spirituallyminded)
