"It's not about using big words to impress anyone. It's not about posing your best in front of the camera. It's all about you."
As soon as the lights go out, the moments we have in the darkness are the moments that are real. As soon as no one is watching, let it all out, breathe in....breathe out. These moments are who you are. These moments are who you'll become.
So in words of my idol (and the only woman I'd go lesbian for), KEEP YOUR HEAD HIGH AND YOUR MIDDLE FINGER HIGHER..
Do you and everything will fall into place.
Buddy Wakefield (via clementinevonradics)
Montana, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
Let it heal you. Tell your mother.
Let it heal you. Name yourself in a classroom.
Let it heal you. Lie beside a man whose hands
you trust. Let him wrap his arms around you
and say “Baby, you’re not broken.”
We are more than the worst thing that’s ever
happened to us. All of us need to stop apologizing
for having been to hell and come back breathing.
Your bad dreams are battle scars.
What doesn’t kill you cuts fucking deep
but scars are just skin growing back
thicker when it heals.
Let it heal you. Try. To be honest. Open.
Even if some days that means saying,
“I still feel broken. I’m too beat down to even get
out of bed. But I have faith, yes, tomorrow
I will stand.”
I’ll relearn justice. I’ll love without fear.
I will be braver than some monster who
crawled out from under my bed. I swear,
I will not give him the satisfaction
of being the thing that breaks me.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
on your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.
And I will not be afraid
of your scars.
I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.