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    urban-dynamics:

    …quote by Victor Hugo…{we spend}…one half of life waiting on those we love and the other half forgetting {or leaving} loved ones…

    (Source: item.rakuten.co.jp)

    In your anger and your despair and your glorious, glorious youth
    do not discount the idea of soul mates.

    Discount the idea of a singular soulmate.

    You still have way too much to learn
    to be taught by one person. It’s going to take a lot of time.
    It’s going to take a lot of long nights
    and willing mouths.

    And you might
    curse the one who teaches you what it feels like
    to cry at the bottom of the shower in the middle of the night
    but it is important to learn how to get back up on your own feet
    and let the wolf in your throat howl at the moon
    once in a while.

    Spit out the name of the one who teaches you how to let go.

    Keep every love note from the one who shows you
    how to want yourself only when he stops calling you.
    Use them like blueprints when you forget
    what it sounds like to ache.

    They’re not all gonna be bad. Some of them burn.
    Some of them feel like sinking into the heavy belly of the sun
    and sure, sure. You never come away from something like that
    without a few burn marks

    but I promise it’s worth the warmth.

    Remember, every time you think you’ve found “the one”,
    there’s probably going to be just one more.

    And you’re still gonna love every single damn one of them
    like they were the most important sucker on the planet.
    In this life, you’re going to love like pulling teeth,
    (one after another)
    and that’s okay.

    I promise it’s all right.

    "RE: I Thought I Found ‘The One’", Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)

    (Source: alohaboard)

    (Source: just-a-lost-soul-in-wonderland)

    anamorphosis-and-isolate:

    "We get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds."

    iplayydirtyy:

    xo

    (Source: myawakensoul)

    My mom taught me something about relationships when I was growing up. She told me to never be the one to love the other person more. I always thought that was odd. That was until I saw how my mom loved my dad more and let him leave bruises on her skin. That was until I found my best friend drunk, bleeding on her bathroom floor, because the boy she loved more broke her heart and left. That’s why when I start to fall I catch myself. I don’t want to be the one to love more because I’ve seen what that does to people. Oh, but god do I love you more.

    (Source: yuharins)

    in-exxhale:

    icy-brunette:

    lailuna:

    I HAVE WAITED MY LIFE TO FIND THIS OMG I CAN’T I JUST CAN’T

    so much swag in 3 people

    your lying if you say you don’t need this on your blog