Confidence is being able to say ‘Fuck you, I’m the shit’ without opening your mouth, say it with your walk, with your smile, say it with your entire being.
by Tati-Ana Mercedes (via wolf-cub)
it’s weird how body parts are considered sacred and secret when you can just take someone’s clothes off and see them, whereas someone’s personality or sense of humour or opinions and mind are all literally invisible, like there’s no way to see what someone’s mind is like without their consent. why don’t we glorify minds more than bodies, aren’t they more sacred and special?
Having a rough day? Place your hand over your heart. Feel that? That’s called purpose. You’re alive for a reason. Don’t give up.
by Unknown (via jhenerosity)
by Unknown (via jhenerosity)
Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.
by Jack Kerouac (via 74k)
by Jack Kerouac (via 74k)
