Nadia by [ Ryan W. ] on Flickr.
her eyes are captivating
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Jomul7
trying to learn to say ah to things. trying to learn how to spell my name. For now, I'm just another wordsmith.
None of these images are my own.
Ask and you shall receive
Submit and surrender!
None of these images are my own.
Ask and you shall receive
Submit and surrender!
Doll face by Andrew Huang
you probably have seen this already but this is a must reblog!
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Drinking from the Heart…
Generally women have a bigger heart than men. For women it weighs from 300 to 350 grams while for men it weighs from 200 to 250 grams. You would think women would be having problems for having such a big heart, but it’s men who have never learned properly how to use theirs and cardiac attack is among the number one reason for deaths among men.
Watch your heart. Secure your heart. “Above all else, guard your heart for everything do flows from it” Proverbs 4:23
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Una domanda alla quale non sono riuscito a rispondere, nonostante 30 anni di ricerche sull’animo femminile, è: “Cosa vuole una donna? “.
Sigmund Freud
A question which I failed to respond, despite 30 years of research on the soul of women, is: “What does woman want? “.
Well maybe in those 30 years, you should have be more specific when you ask such metaphysical questions!
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-Veronica Shoffstall (via hybridchic)
only an older woman could have write this, but I sense a tone of loneliness and that mysterious “cowboy disappearing into the sunset” type of feeling to it. Then again, this is a must read like all pieces of wisdom.
“
After awhile you learn the subtle differenceBetween holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
And learn to build all your roads
On today because tomorrow’s ground
Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have
A way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate
Your own soul, instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…that you really are strong
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.
”
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Handpainted Soles: My spin on painted soles. (Taken with instagram)
interesting. I’m more and more starting to notice women’s shoes, but this is on another level.
We are not ruined
We are the ones who wear cornrows in our heads and draw tattoos on our wombs to show the world our precious uniqueness
We are not ruined
We are the ones who tie wrappers around our hips to go out, two for the married women, one for the single ones
We are not ruined
We are…
can’t have enough of this poem!
