modelecoral:

do you feel the pain ……..
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modelecoral:

do you feel the pain ……..

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Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.

Rudy Akbarian (via purplebuddhaproject)

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jheneaiko:

love your self . love your self enough for all of us . 💙

jheneaiko:

love your self . love your self enough for all of us . 💙

Not all those who wander are lost.

J.R.R. Tolkien (via purplebuddhaproject)

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nnaffettss:

omg the little wiggle 

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If you can make it through the night, there’s a brighter day.

Tupac (via jheneaiko)

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And God said “Love Your Enemy,” and I obeyed him and loved myself.

خليل جبران ‎ Khalil Gibran  (via killyouranxiety)

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Act without expectation.

Thích Nhất Hạnh (via purplebuddhaproject)

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jheneaiko:

yes, please

jheneaiko:

yes, please

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jheneaiko:

Happy 3:16 …. for my 26th birthday I wanted to share with you ….  ”My Afternoon Dream”

written by: Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo

produced by: Key Wayne

shot by: Krissynamaze & Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo

edited by: Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo 

s/o to iMovie & GoPro camera :-p

Mahalo !

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fuckyeah1990s:

Based on a 1995 study by 2Pac and Dr. Dre.

fuckyeah1990s:

Based on a 1995 study by 2Pac and Dr. Dre.

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It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters.

……

jheneaiko:

it was his voice 

it was his mouth
it was his lips 
 
not
in his eyes 
just 
in his words
just 
in his kiss
it wasn’t him 
it was his laugh
it was his teeth 
it was his tongue
cuz he was young… 
it was his speech
it was his shirt
it was his jeans
it was his scent
he wasn’t rude
he wasn’t mean
but
it wasn’t meant
it wasn’t him 
 
it was just me 
 
he wasn’t it 
- jhené aiko efuru chilombo