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Jaira, 18 yrs old.
Confident, Classy, and Determined! Pretty girl, but I don't flaunt it. Beauty Addict. Drama Queen. Extremist. Perfectionist. Philosopher. Dreamer. Destined for greatness. Proverbs 31- Living for me. This is a blog about my life, personal thoughts, and spiritual journey. Follow if you please!

…choose to believe in your own myth
your own gamour
your own spell
a young womann who does this
(even if she is just pretending)
has everything…
—— Francesca Lia Block
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Life is a competition…Not with others, but with ourselves. We should seek each day to live stonger, better, truer lives, Each to master some weakness of yesterday. Each day to repair a mistake; Each day to surpass ourselves.
—— David B. Haight
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Music Therapy!

If I ever feel better -Phoenix

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Searching for what I thought I already had….

How did I get to this place? So desperate so alone? Pride is a luxury that I can no longer afford..

Why? That’s all that circles through my head; creating a storm of emotions, surpressed trying to break there way through.

But where do I put them? I used to be able to run and give them to you. You were good. You would hide them far, far away. So far that glaring into your eyes felt like being in a different place. The emotions, the worries -they were all empty and I was empowered.

You gave me freedom.

Yet here I am. Stuck. Forced to stare at the visage of “us” I so desperately wished was real…

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me and the most sophisticated woman I know. the only woman I will ever look up to, my grandmother!

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I should have given you a reason to stay.
—— Death cab for cutie, Lack of color
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But he is he. and I am merely me.
The love the life he brings is above my understanding
—— Jaira Burke
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paperlesswords:

It was the kind of intensity that burned

Deep into memories; engraved

Permanently stitched into history

We had all the makings of forever

And yet you left me feeling breathless

Knowing I could not breath without you

Your compassion soon turned passionless

And this exhilarating flame fell dormant

To distrust and faded honesty

Branding you a scarlet letter

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Happiness is a choice, not a circumstance.
—— Jaira Burke
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houseofshakti:

‘Tis the time for giving and forgiving. (Taken with instagram)

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Music Therapy!

Wonderwall -Oasis

So if you have'nt noticed by now, I go through phases with music. Last week it was 70s soft rock and now this week I’m stuck on alternative rock (esp from the 90s). I grew up listening to a lot of alternative rock so I found myself reminiscing about my childhood a lot when I listen to it.

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tiggie:

Life is about choosing. Choose well.

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“Oh God of such truth as sweeps away all lies, of such grace as shrivels all excuses, Come to find us for we have lost our selves in a shuffle of disguises and the rattle of empty words.

Let your Spirit move mercifully to recreate us from the chaos of our lives.

We have been careless of our days, our loves, our gifts, our chances…

Our prayer is to change, O God, not out of despair of self but for love of you, and for the selves we long to become before we simply waste away.

Let your mercy move in and through us now…

Amen.”

TEDD LODER, MY HEART IN MY MOUTH

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And she finds it difficult to believe — that a person would love her even when she isn’t trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.
—— Margaret Atwood
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I shouldn’t have to be a liar to make someone love me. I shouldn’t be so afraid of losing someone that I’ll do anything to make them stay.
—— The Six Rules of Maybe, Deb Caletti (via creatingaquietmind)
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The love of my life, my nephew!

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It wasn’t logic, it was love.
—— Carrie Bradshaw (via paperlesswords)
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