"Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air, and thinking you are better than everyone else, it’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone else in the first place."
"τέτλαθι δή, κραδίη: καὶ κύντερον ἄλλο ποτ᾽ ἔτλης."
Homer, Odyssey 20:18
"Take courage, my heart: you have been through worse than this." (via kilolux)
Anonymous said: YOU'RE 5'2"??? THAT'S LITERALLY SO CUTE AWH <3
it’s cute until you try to reach something on the top shelf
"Too many books?" I believe the phrase you’re looking for is "not enough bookshelves".
Jesus is my reminder that all is well. He’s in the cool breeze through my open windows when my air condition is broken during the hottest September afternoon. He’s in the always kind words of my temporary boss. He’s in the sigh of relief as I finish all the assignments due tomorrow. He’s the peace in the middle of the chaotic schedule. He’s in the compliments and kind words of strangers and coworkers. He’s in the patience I suddenly have while dealing with strange and difficult people. He’s the “it’s okay” in the back of my mind when I am reminded of how much I have to pay for and how little money I have. He’s the sweetness and the loveliness of every single day. No matter how swallowed up and overwhelmed I feel, He is the Rock of ages who stands tall around me.
INTELLIGENCE IS NOT MEASURED IN YOUR KNOWLEDGE OF MATH
When I feel like I’m not super talented or super smart, just average, I remember that I handle situations with people really well and I’m awesome at understanding people’s feelings and being empathetic. I’m not good at a lot, but I will love the snot out of you.
Mom’s DNA Game is STRONG.
Lookat all the Amy Ponds.
"He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via pureblyss)
why dont these words rhyme
but for some god forsaken reason pony and bologna do
Literally one of my favourite facts ever is that J. M. Barrie, Rudyard Kipling, H. G. Wells, Arthur Conan Doyle, P. G. Wodehouse, A. A. Milne, as well as the son of Alfred Tennyson and many others played on the same amateur cricket team AND THEY WERE TERRIBLE how great is that