Using these feelings to drive me towards my goals. 💪

#goal #quote #skull #happy

Using these feelings to drive me towards my goals. 💪

#goal #quote #skull #happy

#quote #leotolstoy #strange #illusion #beauty #good #light #tunnel

#quote #leotolstoy #strange #illusion #beauty #good #light #tunnel

(Source: colosseux)

grallais:

フランツとハンナ
#scripture #proverbs #jesus #god #lds #mormon #lds #faith #courage #strength #honour

#scripture #proverbs #jesus #god #lds #mormon #lds #faith #courage #strength #honour

#quote #respect #courage #goal #mountain #nature

#quote #respect #courage #goal #mountain #nature

When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he’s not easy to spot; he’s really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair.
kushandwizdom:

More good vibes here

“We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”

I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.

Let our scars fall in love.”

ASK.

she was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. she was beautiful , for the way she thought. she was beautiful, for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. she was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile even if she was sad. no, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. she was beautiful, deep down in her soul.

D&C 58:3-4

she never looked nice. she looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.

a posse ad esse.

I'm a Mormon.