And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.

~ “Risk,” Anaïs Nin (via commovente)

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I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.

~ Unknown

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Marilyn Monroe photographed by Cecil Beaton, 1956.

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What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one. And when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven, but you don’t. You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And you are — underneath the year that makes you eleven.

Like some days you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like if you’re three, and that’s okay. That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe she’s feeling three.

Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how being eleven years old is.

~ Sandra Cisneros

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Only the discoverer of Tutankhamen’s tomb
would know how she felt upon finding this treasure
hidden by a little boy 40 years ago.

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“She was awkward. She couldn’t get out of her own way. She wasn’t disciplined, and she was often late but there was a sort of magic about her which we all recognized at once… Her phobias, or whatever they were, came later; she seemed just a carefree kid, and she owned the whole world.”
-Barbara Stanwyck

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