Through My Eyes.
"Our fingerprints never fade from the lives we touch."


I truly believe pictures are worth a thousand words. One day I plan on being a photo journalist. Photography is where my love's at. If my pictures make a difference in at least one person's life, that's when I know my dream is complete. Here are some inspiring pieces I find as I "tumble" around here. Oh, and my name is Emily.
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy. – Robert Tew (via stay-ocean-minded)

palmist:

it’s so much better talking to someone who looks in your eyes instead of their phone

Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back. – Samuel Beckett, from Krapp’s Last Tape
(via violentwavesofemotion)
I might be too young to settle down and marry, but I’m definitely too old to be playing anymore games. I’m too old to just be talking to someone, too old to not know what’s really going on, and too old to be entertaing somebody with no intention of making it work. At this age, I’m only interested in consistency, stability, respect and loyalty. And I want to hear someone tell me that they love me and know they Goddamn mean it. – (via your-daisyfreshgirl)
I don’t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted. – Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via larmoyante)
Be the one who makes the first move, do not sit expecting another to act first, be the one who acts with heart. ~Spiritual Truths (via deevalderrama)
I feel like you constantly have to prove why you deserve to continue to exist. – Ezra Koenig, Vampire Weekend  (via gahtsby)
I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground. – (via ckgarden)
How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life… you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV… the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your couch, your car, your home… I want you to stuff it all into that backpack. Now I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends of friends, folks around the office… and then you move into the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Your brothers, your sisters, your children, your parents and finally your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack, feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living. Some animals were meant to carry each other to live symbiotically over a lifetime. Star crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We are not swans. We are sharks. – Walter Kirn, Up in the Air (via larmoyante)
Nostalgia is a dirty liar that insists things were better than they seemed. – (via desilano)
Sometimes I regret being nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and for making unworthy people a priority in my life – (via argufy)
How sad to have lost you, to have lost
any chance of actually knowing you
or remembering you over time
as a real person, as someone I could have grown
deeply attached to […]
– Louise Glück, from A Journal (via violentwavesofemotion)


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