Significant Grace

The Ask  

Soon to be living in Washington DC, out to change the world and learn about humanity along the way. Share your story with me.


"It’s an invitation out of your comfort zone and into your strength. Because by definition, being a hero means pushing beyond the bounds of what’s comfortable."
Kerry Washington~ GWU Commencement Address (via newvegoldsoul)
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"Ringo isn’t even the best drummer in the Beatles"

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"You are here for but an instant, and you mustn’t take yourself too seriously."
Edgar Rice BurroughsThe Land That Time Forgot (via fuckyeahwritersquotesandwisdom)
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"Despite what you’ve read, your sadness is not beautiful. No one will see you in the bookstore, curled up with your Bukowski, and want to save you.
Stop waiting
for a salvation that will not come from the grey-eyed boy looking for an annotated copy of Shakespeare,
for an end to your sadness in Keats.
He coughed up his lungs at 25, and flowery words cannot conceal a life barely lived.
Your life is fragile, just beginning, teetering on the violent edge of the world.
Your sadness will bury you alive, and you are the only one who can shovel your way out with hardened hands and ragged fingernails, bleeding your despair into the unforgiving earth.
Darling, you see, no heroes are coming for you. Grab your sword, and don your own armor."
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"And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."
Paulo CoelhoThe Alchemist (via feellng)

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beyondtheoath:

Sometimes CAH hits too close to home.

beyondtheoath:

Sometimes CAH hits too close to home.

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"

1. Wash your sheets every two weeks, I promise you’ll sleep better.

2. If a boy breaks your heart, it’s okay to cry.

3. If a girl breaks your heart, it’s okay to cry.

4. School is important, but there are many things you can’t learn in a classroom. Pursue them.

5. Find your passion, and run with it.

6. No, you don’t need to lose weight.

7. You are beautiful without make up.

8. You are beautiful with make up.

9. Being a good person will never go out of style

10. Buy yourself flowers if you’re feeling sad.

11. Getting enough sleep is very important.

12. Drinking water has so many benefits

13. Believe in fairytales, believe in love, and allow no one to steal your magic.

14. Reading is good for the soul.

15. I am not here to judge you, but I will always support what I think is best for you.

16. I appreciate you.

17. I am proud of you.

18. Even on your worst days, you will never disappoint me.

19. I love you no matter what.

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19 Things I Will Tell My Daughter (via brennanat)

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queenofmisandrists:

  • date the kind of people who will still respect you when you no longer love them
  • date the kind of people who will still respect you when they no longer love you
  • do not waste your emotional capacities on people whose respect for you is conditional

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"

Yesterday, I knew how it would end.
Between sips of milk and knotted thumbs,
I thought of it loudly, all day. Today, I can’t seem
to remember much.

Yesterday, I knew that it would smell of
grass and charred wood and
sound like a hose left running
a few houses down.

Yesterday, I knew that when it ended,
the waterfalls would rush backwards
and the clouds would huddle in a corner of the sky
and my sister would nod to herself in the mirror,
blink twice, and love herself.

Yesterday, I knew how it would end
and that just before it did, the world would blush
and quiver. The soil would chuckle
and ask for water and chuckle again
and as the petals bowed, the lights would dim.

Yesterday, I knew how it would end but today,
I know only that it will, only that you will be there
and you will whisper ‘I love you, baby,
I love you enough to watch you go’.

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"

i.

on the nights she is not there, he sits in the swell of the moon, writes poetry about the way coffee clings to her teeth. she is a vinyl record lullaby, penny pressing the pin to her grooves, skipping over words & hours spent with the pillow cold, his arms aching chasms gasping for breath.

ii.

she spends her time repairing clocks, howling at lampposts that have long since burnt out, wrists a mess of poetry & pen ink. it’s the choking that she cannot stand, all this air and nothing but her heartbeat. it’s the way the stars scream across thousands of years and sear handprints on her thighs.

iii.

like the poets, we are dust & bones buried under the words we have but cannot say.

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Pas De Trois | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)

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