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7/11 pre BYO cup. Happy international peace day ✌️

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest—thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the under wood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.

Beau Taplin (via jinx—removing)

You are not a temple. You are a forest

I think I understand now why so many artists create out of a place of sadness. Pain is one of the most powerful emotions a soul can feel, and when it holds hands with love, it is intoxicating and overwhelming to the point that such small hearts must project some of that pain into art, music or poetry, or be consumed by it. We can only relieve ourselves of a fraction of that pain though. If we got rid of all of it we would be nothing. Absent. Sometimes our pain, just like our happiness, defines us

Z.M.   (via wordsnquotes)

So beautifully written

I want to witness this :)

What you think, you create.  What you feel, you attract.  What you imagine, you become.

Don't we all want this

Aminosity towards unknown

The other day, someone broke into my car by smashing my window. This made me furious because all my identity was gone, the thought of someone else knowing my details gave me a nightmare. Not only that but now I am left with the responsibility to get the window repaired. I was full of rage and felt like the world was against me. I wanted to do bad things and prayed that the thief had something terribly absurd happen to him/her/them. I hated the person who did this and I don’t even know the person. 

After so much anger , I realised this behaviour was something I was against. I acted like Emily Thorne from Revenge. The anger was eating up my peace. I took out my anger to the people who are closet to me. I felt so angry at everything. I cried because I was annoyed. Within a week, this behaviour needed to stop. I reflected and knew I had to accept what had happen, and move on. I realised I was being a sook. Why was I making a scene over something I could repair? People are suffering from illnesses, dying of hunger, fighting to stay alive, and I’m over here crying over a stolen wallet.

Bad things will happen but we cannot let these bad things take away our happiness. Some people are raised up with no love, all they see around them are hate and how to survive on a daily basis. I need to not cry over a materialistic item and focus on the real humanity issue.

"Some kind of misery makes you hate the world, but some kind makes you hate yourself"

Summa Tun

Love and stress: Multitasking doesn't come easy, unless you're not aware that you are multitasking. I have found myself in a predicament that involves being childishly in love and staying focused to get through the last few weeks of university. I'm not here complaining about life, but to talk about how I feel and how I am managing this stage of my life. This stage of my life is actually the topping to a bitter dessert. I've been studying ongoing and 5 years later, I am literally coming to the end of my schooling years. In about two weeks I am officially done and can start looking for a proper job. But lately I know that I have been slacking with prioritizing uni with love. When you're in love, all that you want to do is spend every breathing second with your companion. No matter the hours and hours spent together, it just isn't enough. I could lay in bed all day without a single thought of having to get my assessments done, I could stare at his face without getting sore from smiling from happiness, I could listen to him talk for hours without being afraid to get sick of his voice. It feels like paradise with every eye contact and I honestly don't think I could ever get sick of studying his expressions. In the other hand, I am quiet aware of the fact that I keep pushing aside work that will determine whether I will walk away as a teacher or not. I am aware that I may be enjoying the love life a little to much. I am aware that all my assesments are piling up, and they need to get done as soon as possible otherwise I will become an owl. I am aware of it all and I am somewhat stressed about it, but the advantage for me is that I am quiet a chiller when it comes to meeting deadlines. I find myself work better under pressure, knowing that I need to get it done. That is how I deal with it. I've gotten through the past 5 years of uni with this attitude and this performance. If I had done it wrong, I wouldn't be here today... So I must be doing it right... In my own way. Loving him has been the best thing that's happened to me since I bought my first ever car, which was a huge step into my pathway to becoming an independent young woman. I know that my work needs to be done, I am quiet informed of it, but being in love is just so much more fun. I will get my work done eventually.