Sunday, April 20, 2014
If flowers can
teach themselves
how to bloom after
winter passes,
so can you.
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There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968   (via jesuislarousse)

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The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.. John Milton, Paradise Lost (via quotes-shape-us)
I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it. (via jessielou24)

The Swamp - Gustav Klimt


The Swamp - Gustav Klimt


I feel like people get lost when they think of happiness as a destination. But happiness is a mood and it’s a condition, not a destination; it’s like being tired or hungry, it’s not permanent. It comes and goes and that’s okay, and I feel like if people thought of it that way, they’d find happiness more often. One Tree Hill (via lovealwayskota)

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Just because someone desires you, it does not mean that they value you.

Read it over.


Let those words resonate in your mind.
Nayyirah Waheed (via wanksclub)

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The less I needed, the better I felt. Charles Bukowski  (via mieleuse)

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It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you. F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via versteur)

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Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster


Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster

I promise to love you:

at 6am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on, and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess, and your eyes are sleepy.

at 8am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of tea and your car keys in the other hand.

at 5pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying, and falling asleep and escaping from everything. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms.

at 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses.

at 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon

I will love you when you grow old, and I will love you after that. I will love you if I’m no longer here. I will love you, I will love you, and I will love you.

i promise to love you forever (via the-psycho-cutie)

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Saturday, April 19, 2014
I started promising myself to
never stay anywhere I’m not
very much wanted. I have too
many scars to be breaking
my bones to fit into places
that weren’t made to fit me.
anne, maybe I always feel out of place because I’m always placing myself where I don’t belong. (via anneisrestless)
Thursday, April 17, 2014

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