Remember that God will never promise anything that He is not able to do. He would not have started His good work in you if He will not finish it. Your God is good and faithful. He is the very definition of consistency. You may be believing in things that you cannot see, but because this faith is anchored in Him, it will surely bear fruit, beloved.

Pam Carbungco, Because it is in Him (via godsradicaldaughter)

(via godsradicaldaughter)

In every wonder what you are
I’ve blurted everything I know just for a piece of it

The fact that barely anyone trust that I could go on in this life alone is frightening. I’m at a age where branching out and expanding my horizons is common. I’m at an age where I’m throughly confused with what I want to do with my life. I envy anyone who has a clear mind these days. I’m just sick of being treated as if my experiences aren’t valuable or necessary. Throughly tired with living my life for other people instead of for myself.

I was twenty-one at the time, about to turn twenty-two. No prospect of graduating soon, and yet no reason to quit school. Caught in the most curiously depressing circumstances. For months I’d been stuck, unable to take one step in any new direction. The world kept moving on; I alone was at a standstill. In the autumn, everything took a desolate cast, the colors swiftly fading before my eyes. The sunlight, the smell of the grass, the faintest patter of rain, everything got on my nerves. How many times did I dream of catching a train at night?

Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase   (via 33113)

(via bbslilpeach)

Love or so I thought

And I grasp
and I keep grasping
for this love that I thought
would last forever
The worst part of it all
is that you keep allowing
me to clutch onto this
faux thing of what we 
thought would be infinite
You won’t tell me to stop
instead you keep me
lingering and waiting for your
return

lmnpnch:

My balls are pretty big. There’s a confidence that my sisters and I were raised with. After my dad died, my mom moved us from Queens back to the Dominican Republic. A very macho sort of place. But my mom raised us to know that we are equal to anyone. Whenever we went out, if we were meeting other people, my mom would always say, “I hope you like them.” Not “I hope they like you.” We were the most important.

Zoe Saldana for The Hollywood Reporter (August 2014)

(via sincerelyaprilmae)

Nothing would have changed the reality that the person you were in love with had stopped loving you somewhere along the line, whether it was in the middle of a conversation or while driving under a bridge or when they made eye contact with someone new and wonderful. It doesn’t matter. Stop wasting your time on them. You don’t need to stop your story just because they are no longer a main character. Do not take back what has already poisoned you. Instead start healing and start healing soon.

Raquel, How to stop loving someone who does not love you (via larmoyante)

ballinstalin:

It seems on the outside you thinking you the shit but there’s a soul that’s inside that you ain’t even knew exist. So you so out of touch that the world mistreat you, rich niggas fuck you and broke niggas beat you. Hoping this will reach you when you understand that your value ain’t determined by another man.