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spicyfruit:

What if they don’t write about me?

spicyfruit:

What if they don’t write about me?

(Source: jamaicanucrazy)

unhazed:

do you ever listen to a song and remember exactly what life was like when you first heard it

(Source: starspeckle, via spicyfruit)

"Death doesn’t always have to be the end, it can sometimes be a new beginning, it’s just that we choose to make it an end. Death can either be the end of a book or the beginning of a book, the choice is yours".
"How come when kids these days read history about Ellis Island and the immigrants coming to America in the early 1900’s and even the story of the first Thanksgiving, they’re like, ‘Wow! These immigrants are so inspiring. They sacrificed so much for a better life’, but when they read about illegal immigrants currently in the news, they’re like, ‘These people are criminals. They’re selling drugs and taking away jobs from Americans and they’re the reason I’m unemployed’. Well, guess what? Those illegal immigrants are doing the exact same thing people did for centuries when settling into America".

0nceuponadecemberr:

If you can’t accept my Disney side.. Then we just can’t be together.

Yes and if you dislike “Part of Your World”, “A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes”, and “Color of the Wind”, than I don’t want to be with you cause I’m playing that song like crazy!!! 

Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. Jorge Luis Borges (via souls-entwined)

(Source: splitterherzen, via spicyfruit)

You don’t have to be pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’. Diana Vreeland (via mirroir)

(Source: popiatom, via spicyfruit)

yarrahs-life:

I know sweetie pie. You gotta tell these silly white people. smh…

yarrahs-life:

I know sweetie pie. You gotta tell these silly white people. smh…

(Source: apaxicana, via spicyfruit)

I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it. Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via larmoyante)

(via khadds)

mykaylaisnotonfire:

Books are the perfect entertainment: no commercials, no batteries, hours of enjoyment for each dollar spent. What I wonder is why everybody doesn’t carry a book around for those inevitable dead spots in life.

-Stephen King

I just can’t not reblog this

(via lala-paralove)

d“I’d walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script
Enter number two
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me
But for now, love, let’s be real
I never thought I could act this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feeling’s gone
And I just can’t get it back.”
(via olivegodiva