victoria. 21. Jersey. artist. poet. dancer.

Lost is a relative term.
I prefer infinite.

Mark Patterson (via kushandwizdom)

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Falling in love is not a choice. To stay in love is. We fall in love with someone for a reason. That reason is either temporary or permanent


Now, I try not to read gossip as a rule. But the other day, a website ran an article with a picture of me wearing sweatpants on the way to the gym. And the writer asked, “Why does this petite beauty insist on dressing like a massive man?” Because I like to be comfortable. There are pervasive stereotypes about masculinity and femininity that define how we’re all supposed to act, dress, and speak, and they serve no one.”

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No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

(Dead Poets Society, 1989)


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Hook, 1991  (via testa-fiesta)

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You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.

Walt Whitman | RIP Robin (via raisethecurve)

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O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;

"To live would be an awfully big adventure."

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Genie, I'm...I'm gonna miss you.

R.I.P. Robin Williams (July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014)

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