Tell me all the secrets
that you have always
felt the need to keep
to yourself. Wrap your
words around the lines
of my palms; I promise
to always keep them
safe. If you let me,
I swear to love every
side of you that remains
unseen.
I need a life that isn’t just about needing to escape my life.

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im either michelle or denise, there is no inbetween

im either michelle or denise, there is no inbetween

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brokenpencilsharpener:

I have these two neighbours and they’re married and they gotta be like in their late 30s and I’m making dinner and I look out the window and they’re running around outside in their pajamas and bare feet with water pistols soaking eachother and laughing so loud it made me realise I’m wasting so much time trying to make relationships perfect when all that’s really needed is someone who will laugh with me for the rest of my life

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florelgreen:

this tombstone always makes me really sad
please keep the credit xo

florelgreen:

this tombstone always makes me really sad

please keep the credit xo

fohk:

“You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you, I don’t see an intelligent, confident man…I see a cocky, scared shitless kid”
Good Will Hunting (1997)Gus Van Sant

fohk:

You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you, I don’t see an intelligent, confident man…I see a cocky, scared shitless kid”

Good Will Hunting (1997)
Gus Van Sant

I’m still sorry about it all. I hope the walls don’t talk about me. I hope the stairwells stopped creaking my name. I know I’ve got a lightning rod spine, and it hurts to stand up for anything anymore, but in my defense, I never did get your letters. The ones where you explain your silence when I asked what your nightmares were about months ago. The ones where you say they were always about losing me. It’s been so long, and I don’t know what Everests are taking your breath away, but I’ll take this feeling and drop it like an avalanche that couldn’t hold on anymore. That is to say I’ll still love you, but now I’ll just do it quietly. Did you know that there’s a place in Istanbul where the light pours in through the mosques and everyone there becomes holy at the same time? I meet you there every time my eyes close. When I check my messages, I listen for your voice first. I’ll miss you always. Come back home when it gets too dark.
I couldn’t touch you without ruining you,
so I didn’t touch you at all.
And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be absorbed.

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arquerio:

Godafoss (1) by Matrok on Flickr.

arquerio:

Godafoss (1) by Matrok on Flickr.