Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

katelyn, 19 / uf music major (flutist) and pre-med

you fucked with the wrong bitch.

“Do things your future self will thank you for.”

—   (via lushwisdom)

(Source: rou-x, via longhugsandcoldnights)

“What is the difference? I asked him. Between the love of your life, and your soulmate?
One is a choice, and one is not.”

—    Tarryn Fisher (via psych-facts)

(via langleav)

“Don’t you dare
Shrink yourself
For someone else’s comfort -
Do not become small
For people who refuse to grow.”

—   m.v., Advice to my future daughter, #2.  (via efidelity)

(via liquornow)

if anything seems too good to be true, it probably isn’t true

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

—   William Ernest Henley, Invictus (via observando)

finally can tell the semester is underway as i’ve been enveloped by a cocoon of stress 

(Source: autodumb, via sexti0n)

How my last practice session ended

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