I'm Tianna, a girl with a passion for things ... only I'm not quite sure what yet. I'm inspired by the people around me (hello! cliche!). You found such amazing things in people if you just look. I also love art and fashion and music and books. I love a lot of things. Rock and roll, literature, flowers, music and ideas all inspire me. I can't make up my mind who i am. I hope to find her.

Can't Stop Falling Out

"We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit."

-E. E Cummings (via synergism)

Us.
Sometimes hiding against your chest feels like the safest place i can be.

Us.

Sometimes hiding against your chest feels like the safest place i can be.

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"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."

-Sylvia Plath (via vampiresa)

"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing."

-Sylvia Plath (via thedailyindulgences)

"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet."

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The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

recurring issue..

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"But the person in the mirror was paralyzed and too stupid to do a thing."

-Sylvia Plath (The Bell Jar)

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"How much of my brain is wilfully my own? How much is not a rubber stamp of what I have read and heard and lived? Sure, I make a sort of synthesis of what I come across, but that is all that differentiates me from another person?"

-Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via romeoforgotjuliet)

"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited."

-Sylvia Plath (via antilogias)

(Source: shallowteenblogger)


andwhispers:

every book you’ve ever read is just a different combination of 26 letters


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