fragment of life

When you are hurting remember
that a wilting flower has the power to disseminate seeds of life.
Fragments of broken mirrors will always manifest reflections of beauty

and the storm inside of you will find its calm.

—  //growing
Everyone you meet has a part to play in your story. And while some may take a chapter, others a paragraph, and most will be no more than scribbled notes in the margins, someday, you’ll meet someone who will become so integral to your life, you’ll put their name in the title.
—  Beau Taplin // L i f e  S t o r i e s

concept: percy jackson sits on the couch in his mother’s apartment. annabeth drapes her arm over his shoulder and watches percy slowly run his thumb over the swimming medal he won earlier that day. sally jackson walks into the room with cups of blue hot cocoa and smiles at the two of them. all is well. 

How do you mend a broken soul?
How do you pick up the fragments of a messy life?
It is but an easy thing to say,
To gather and put it all together once more,
To stand and fight against what’s crashing you down.
Little do they know,
That as you try to be strong and firm,
Cracks and breaches inside you start to form.
Tell me, how do you mend a broken soul?
—  juanlucio
Draw your power where you can. Whether it comes from a place of self-confidence, a broken heart, or even a burning need to prove your critics wrong. It won’t matter what drove you to conquer the mountain when you are standing in triumph on the roof of the world.
—  Beau TaplinD r a w  Y o u r  P o w e r 
There may come a time in your life when the universe will ask you to do something fantastically foolish for the person you love. I pray that you rise to this challenge with daring and grace. That you always recognise the wisdom in risking anything and everything for the good of your heart.
—  Beau TaplinA  M o s t  U n w i s e  T h i n g
There are times where your life seems to crumble beneath you. You lose all self belief and feel overwhelmed by even the simplest of things, and when you think of the future, you see nothing worth fighting for. Breathe in. Rest easy. This is rock bottom. And there is no where left to go but up.
—  Beau TaplinR o c k  B o t t o m