People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.
|—||Lemony Snicket, The Grim Grotto (via kushandwizdom)|
The unhappiest people in this world, are those who care the most about what other people think.
I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and brittle veins, blowing away in a stiff wind, up, up, up into a crisp blue sky.
|—||Julie Gregory, Sickened: The Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood (via kushandwizdom) words-of-emotion)|
I am so beautiful, sometimes people weep when they see me. And it has nothing to do with what I look like really, it is just that I gave myself the power to say that I am beautiful, and if I could do that, maybe there is hope for them too. And the great divide between the beautiful and the ugly will cease to be. Because we are all what we choose.