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I feel airy because my head has nothing inside. Much like this rabbit, waiting for its head to dry...
Friday, January 29, 2010Y
went for tkd training today, I'm so guai!

Being kicked in the butt by a black belt is so not fun. And he's a 2nd dun some more! To make matters worse, he thought I didn't shout when kicking even though I did! Grhh... my poor butt...

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"Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away."

(via maybeimametaphor)


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"Such a difference between who I am and who you see…"

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"You’re my fairytale,
because seconds with you are
moments I live for."

Haiku by Kristian Carl



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I'm in the process of growing up...

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Saturday, January 23, 2010Y

"We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here."

Richard Dawkins (via livejamie) (via whatson) (via quote-book)


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Monday, January 18, 2010Y
Harmony

Fluid movement frozen in time. A delicate balance of the light and dark; movement and stillness. Lovely.

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"People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humor, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in the ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic. —Margaret Lea"

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Saturday, January 16, 2010Y
in the mountains

For some reasons, I love the ghostly quality of this image. Like an extract out of bed time stories, the female protagonist runs off into the arms of nature and disappear from the faces of humanity... how lovely.
I want to run wild in the summer hills of any national park. I long for the crisp freshness of the mountain air and the lack of city sounds.

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Monday, January 11, 2010Y

"Your worth is not tied to a guy. Your worth is not tied to your intelligence. Your worth is not tied to your looks. Your worth is not tied to anything it all. Your worth is how important you are to someone, and so, you’re worth much more than you think you are. Because one day, someone will appreciate you for who you truly are. And one day, your worth will be priceless."

(via tearsandlaughter)


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Sunday, January 3, 2010Y

"If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart.. I’ll always be with you."

Winnie the Pooh | Submitted by: royalsadnes


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