I am Freya. This is me...maybe -some of- me.
When I was born, I fell in love with the world.
As soon as I could talk, I fell in love with language.
My first steps took me to nature.
I spent the first 5 years of my life climbing trees and looking under rocks.
My dad looked under rocks with me.
School started.
School taught me that humans aren't always nice just because I am.
I first self-harmed when I was 8.
I was sad, maybe curious.
At the age of 10, I had kept every penny that I was ever given and somehow had saved over $2,000.
I gave the money to a village in Bangladesh.
When I was 12, I was nicknamed "Freddy".
Apparently I looked like I'd been in a fight with Freddy Krueger.
I still have the nickname.
Now with over 100 visible scars, I'm not fussed. Nor are the one's who love me.
I like to think I follow Mahayana Buddhism, but Mother Earth is where my infinite faith lays.
I have been in hospital over a dozen times.
I have had 7 separate surgeries.
Hospital helped me to grow and love, even more.
I love so strongly at times I think my body may forget how to work.
Sometimes I cry when I watch birds in flight.
Sometimes I cry when the sky's the right shade of gold at sunrise.
I stopped wearing shoes over a year ago.
My dreadlocks are more than a hairstyle; they symbolise several personal triumphs and battles in my life.
I am polyamorous.
I have several lovers as do my lovers and my lover's lovers.
Sex frightens me.
I love to be frightened.
Am I philosophical?
I ask myself too many questions.
I find more answers than questions.
I find it hard to settle.
If it's not passionate, angry, beautiful love, I tend not to feel it.
My spirit came from the oceans, rivers and streams.
My physical being came from the roots of trees.
I am always travelling.
Maybe I'll find the rest of myself in a hidden city.
I am still waiting to start life.
I am still waiting to be born.

26th August 2014

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26th August 2014

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Famingos | Water colors 
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26th August 2014

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Surpreyes!

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25th August 2014

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My tummy hurts and I miss that soul who gave me a new reason to live every single day. I miss that soul who would laugh until his eyes teared up. I miss that soul who would take my playful words as a challenge of wit and charisma, not an attack. I miss that soul who would cradel me. I miss that soul who would come to me, trust me, love me, pour his heart out to me in a way where the sun shines brighter the next day coming. I miss that soul who would accept my rambunctious flaws and make them look sparkly and fabulous instead of repugnent. I miss knowing that soul who saved my life. I miss the warmth that fades.

I miss the soul who taught me not to chase people who run away. I miss the soul who helped me face my fears. I miss the soul who taught me it’s okay to be alone. I miss the soul who taught me not everyone can be moulded to an ideal. I miss the soul who taught me that I don’t have to be anything for anyone but myself. I miss the soul who taught me everything takes time. I miss the soul who taught me I will never be the same as I was yesterday. I miss the soul who helped me to accept change as an innevitable.

It really fucking hurts. You taught me not to chase. You taught me to live. I feel as if I’ve given you nothing- probably for the best; nothing to lose. I miss the soul that I repulsed.

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25th August 2014

Question

Anonymous said: Dear person I had a crush on...

There’s a lot of you, there always will be; my heart flies in all directions but everybody gets a piece of it. I love you, and them, and everyone. You will always be part of my heart.

25th August 2014

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Lisa Murphy (Australia) - Power Of A Dream, 2010   Drawings: Ink on Watercolor Paper

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Lisa Murphy (Australia) - Power Of A Dream, 2010   Drawings: Ink on Watercolor Paper

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23rd August 2014

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Abandoned hearse
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Abandoned hearse

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23rd August 2014

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Charlotte Kemp Mulh photographed by Sean Lennon


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Charlotte Kemp Mulh photographed by Sean Lennon

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(q’d - have a good day cutie x)

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23rd August 2014

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Jung Love

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Jung Love

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Don’t let the things that you cannot control, control you. 

This is the first MRI I had done before I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. And while my diagnosis was, at the time, the worst thing that had ever happened to me, 12 years later it turns out that it was also the best thing that happened. To me. Life will always happen to you- and life will always be unfair at some point. But you still have to live. Sometimes, we have to let the bad things change us, to break us, so that we can grow back into the people we are supposed to be. 
-Erin Forquer

istilldontknowwhatlovemeans:

Don’t let the things that you cannot control, control you. 

This is the first MRI I had done before I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. And while my diagnosis was, at the time, the worst thing that had ever happened to me, 12 years later it turns out that it was also the best thing that happened. To me. Life will always happen to you- and life will always be unfair at some point. But you still have to live. Sometimes, we have to let the bad things change us, to break us, so that we can grow back into the people we are supposed to be. 

-Erin Forquer

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23rd August 2014

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Glade Creek, West Virginia, US (by Robert Melgar)

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Glade Creek, West Virginia, US (by Robert Melgar)