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Discipline of a soldier and the spirit of a gypsy.
Psychology major and Government minor at Saint Lawrence University.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

—Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

The Cracked Pot

         A water-bearer carries two large pots on a yoke across his shoulders up the hill from the river to his master’s house each day. One has a crack and leaks half its water out each day before arriving at the house. The other pot is perfect and always delivered a full portion of water after the long walk from the river. Finally, after years of arriving half-empty and feeling guilty, the cracked pot apologized to the water-bearer. It was miserable. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t accomplish what the perfect pot did.” The water-bearer says, “What do you have to apologize for?” ”After all this time, I still only deliver half my load of water. I make more work for you because of my flaw.” The man smiled and told the pot. “Take note of all the lovely flowers growing on the side of the path where I carried you. The flowers grew so lovely because of the water you leaked. There are no flowers on the perfect pot’s side.”

Never waste your time trying to explain who you are to people who are committed to misunderstanding you.

—Dream Hampton

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camie: I’d be happy here.

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I’d be happy here.

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Brazilian Girls

—Pussy

Brazilian Girls- Pussy

What do you have of this world that your heart should be attached to it?

—Imam Khomeini (ra)

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You cannot enslave a mind that knows itself, values itself, that understands itself.

—Wangari Maathai, 2004 Nobel Prize Laureate

She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.

—Joanne Harris (via larmoyante)

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