Maile Rae. 17. Vegetarian. I have dents in my fingers from guitar strings, and scars on my arms from hospital IVs. I write fighter on my wrist for a reason.

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❝ …sache que tu n’as pas fini de pleurer, malheureusement. Et si tu n’as que les larmes pour te défendre, pour te protéger, tu t’y noierais très vite. Ce n’est pas en pleurant que l’on avance dans la vie mais en se battant, en surmontant ses faiblesses, en dépassant ses limites, en se jouant des difficultés. Là est le mérite.
Yaël Hassan (Hé, PETITE!)

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* By SteamBeam
You know what’s kind of beautiful?

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

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❝ Stop looking for your purpose - simply walk the path of self-discovery: Heal your old wounds, dissolve your false beliefs, uncover what you enjoy most in life and simply follow the voice of your intuition. Your purpose will reveal itself simply by following your inner guidance without the confusing filters of limitations that are caused by stories you tell yourself and others. Once you clear your mind of self-imposed limitations, you will hear your purpose speak to you through your dreams and desires.
Nanice Ellis (via amor-omnibus)

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