hakuna matata

You Don’t Have to Be Pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’.
Diana Vreeland


Lights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix you
-coldplay

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

-coldplay

“I’ve been told that I give bad hugsPeople say it feels like I’m trying to escape It’s probably because I amSecretly I get really nervous Every time someone gets close enough to hear me breathI have an odd fascination with ice sculptures and sand castles I assume it’s because I usually find myself dedicating time to things that will only last a few momentsI’m clumsyYesterday I tripped over my self-esteemLanded on my pride and it shattered like a cell phone with a broken faceNow I can’t even tell who’s trying to give me a compliment I have solar power confidenceAnd a battery operated smileMy hobbies includeEditing my life storyHiding behind metaphors And trying to convince my shadowThat I’m someone worth following”
-rudy francisco 

“I’ve been told that I give bad hugs
People say it feels like I’m trying to escape 
It’s probably because I am
Secretly I get really nervous 
Every time someone gets close enough to hear me breath
I have an odd fascination with ice sculptures and sand castles 
I assume it’s because I usually find myself dedicating time to things that will only last a few moments
I’m clumsy
Yesterday I tripped over my self-esteem
Landed on my pride and it shattered like a cell phone with a broken face
Now I can’t even tell who’s trying to give me a compliment 
I have solar power confidence
And a battery operated smile
My hobbies include
Editing my life story
Hiding behind metaphors 
And trying to convince my shadow
That I’m someone worth following”

-rudy francisco 

Under the starsAt the edge of the sea There’s no one aroundNo one but you and meWe’d talk for hoursAs time drifts awayI could stay here for everAnd hold you this way

Under the stars
At the edge of the sea 
There’s no one around
No one but you and me
We’d talk for hours
As time drifts away
I could stay here for ever
And hold you this way