every seed dies before it grows..

breathe it in & let it go. every breath you take is not your own. it's not yours to hold.
Ask me anything

Tumblr theme by ahhfred

October 6th, 2011

iSad.

October 5th, 2011
life: “You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.” Happy 50th, Breakfast at Tiffanys.  (see more photos here) 

life:

“You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

Happy 50th, Breakfast at Tiffanys.  (see more photos here) 

(via vanessatellez)

July 30th, 2011
Phil is my favorite tv dad. Hands down.

Phil is my favorite tv dad. Hands down.

(via cagednomore)

July 25th, 2011
People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross
July 24th, 2011
…and walking in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy Spirit, the church multiplied…” (Acts 9:31)
Evil imprisons, good sets free. Evil is tired, good is full of vigour. The one says, Let go, lie down, sleep, die; the other, All aboard! kill the dragon, marry the girl, blow the pipes and beat the drum, let the dance begin.” - C.S. Lewis
July 11th, 2011

The bed was unkempt from a lazy day of nothingness.

An uneccessary amount of pillows covered the bed,

Five, to be exact.

Not to mention the body pillow she held tightly to in the night,

Dreaming it was someone she hadn’t quite met yet.

At least not that she knew of.

And would she know when she did meet him?

Would he know when he met her?

But those were questions for another morning. Not today.

Today’s thoughts were reserved for herself.

Who was she?

She thought she had known, but lately she seemed to forget.

Just like she forgets to make the bed every morning, despite her best intentions.

She keeps waiting for someone to tell her who she is. To define her.

To give her purpose. A plan. Anything.

But maybe that’s the problem.

Maybe they’re just as lost as she is.

So where’s the answer? The all-illusive piece?

But wait, what’s that?

A faint beating.

A heart.

Her heart.

She has a feeling therein lies the key.

The search is over, but the quest is far from done.

For once one question is answered, there’s always another one.

June 23rd, 2011

Jerry Brito: Top ten myths about introverts

jerrybrito:

Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk.
This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.

Myth #2 – Introverts are shy.
Shyness has nothing to…

(Source: carlkingcreative.com)

May 13th, 2011
BWAHAHA!

BWAHAHA!

(via vanessatellez)

April 28th, 2011

Oh, I’m a wandering soul
I’m still walking the line that leads me home alone
All I know I still got mountains to climb on my own
On my own

Do you love me enough to let me go?
Do you love me enough to let me go?
To let me follow through, let me fall for you, my love
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Back from the dead of winter
Back from the dead and all our leaves are dry
You’re so beautiful tonight
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Back from the dead we went through
Back from the dead and both our tongues are tied
You look beautiful tonight
Do you love me enough to let me go?

But every seed dies before it grows

Do you love me enough to let me go?
Do you love me enough to let me go?
To let me follow through, let me fall for you, my love
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Breathe it in and let it go
Every breath you take is not yours to own
It’s not your to hold
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Do you love me enough to let me go?
Do you love me enough to let me go?
To let me follow through, let me fall for you, my love
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Do You Love Me Enough? -Switchfoot