wild flower

Todos los ruidos de la noche tenian algo en comun, no eran tu.

All the sounds of the night had one thing in common, they weren’t you.

I’m all kinds of love.

theimpossiblecool:

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.” 
Jack Kerouac. 

theimpossiblecool:

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.” 

Jack Kerouac. 

(via howitzerliterarysociety)

“Some days I can go nearly an hour
without thinking of the taste
of your mouth.”
— Tim Seibles (via rarararambles)

(via giveintomexoxo)

“You will never be the next best thing. You are the love of your own life, act like it.”
— Tara Hardy “Bridge poem” (via lilsnake)

(via aquietjoy)

“I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.”
— Neil Gaiman  (via moord)

(Source: thatquote, via behindthefourthwall)

..whoa, really?

Rollercoasters
Waterfalls
Falling hard
Beauty and speed
Clashing with reverse
And bleeding in
To Earth
And back up
And all the way around
Forces of nature
A natural strangeness
Awaiting you
Awaiting me
My emotions flip flopping
What’s real
That reel, keeps playing
The newest feature in wide
Release
Keeps pulling all the fish that I never
Wanted
That I never anticipated slipping away
With every second I breath in your absence