“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”—Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living (via larmoyante)
“No, I’m not okay. But I haven’t been okay
since I was eleven, maybe twelve. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that
will have to be enough.”— Clementine von Radics (via denams)
“I will teach my daughter not to wear her skin like a drunken apology.
I will tell her ‘make a home out of your body, live in yourself, do not let people turn you into a regret, do not justify yourself. If you are a disaster it is not forever, if you are a disaster you are the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen. Do not deconstruct from the inside out, you belong here, you belong here, not because you are lovely, but because you are more than that.’”—Azra.T “Your hands are threads, your body is a canvas.” (via coffeestainedheart)