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.
Some days I can go nearly an hour without thinking of the taste of your mouth.– Tim Seibles (via rarararambles)
You will never be the next best thing. You are the love of your own life, act...– Tara Hardy “Bridge poem” (via lilsnake)
I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful,...– Neil Gaiman (via moord)
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...
When people schedule meetings first thing in the am. Why?
I wish I could be fucking witty. Instead i’m like “coffee you beezy”.
It’s called self-sabotage. And I’m really good at it.
My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me...
And in the aftermath The battle wounds were beautiful But the silence was deafening Only the scars cried out In a melody that sang of yesterday’s Struggles Deep, scarlet mad, lovely A hypnotic tone, Maddening tone Your hands lingering over the wounds I showed no one Caressing over the pain Soothing over yesterday’s disaster Coaxing the beauty to come forth Tomorrows promise A...
Write for the pain Write for the love Write for them Write for self Write to VENT Write for the secrets Write for sanity Write for the insanity Write for clarity Write for chaos Write for sport Write for fun Write for them Write for no one Write for you Write for the wrongs Write for the rights Write for the confused and lonely Write it all down, write what makes sense, write...
If it’s meant for you, you won’t have to beg for it. You will never have to...– Chelsis Porter (via raeraenjma)
I haven’t blow dried my hair in like a week. I forgot how nice it could look.
ryangpoet: It was true, surely, we existed, in the rivers of our palms, floating on the surface of our skin, dry passion mixing with the dust of idleness, we fumbled with our paddles, unable to ride upstream, too caught up in the physical moments that leave us breathless and panting and not wanting more than the ache in our bones, inside of you isn’t deep enough if I’m not able to...
Home I have heard people describe feeling at home when they are in love That never made sense to me Until I met you And sat with you And walked hand in hand with you Laughing and smiling Breaking bread and reminiscing (20 years later) admiring each others faces and skin Exploring the different places Seeing the same old sights through your eyes Making each other feel amazing Whole...
It was the silly things, The small insignificant things Coincidences Like us owning the exact same toothbrush. Same brand, same color. Having the exact same carabiner keychain, same color. Dumb shit, but cute When I was prepping myself to say goodbye, telling you it would be cute if we swapped keychains to Remind us of each other (like we need reminders), your eyes full of mischief made...
and your mouth on mine and your arms embracing me and the ocean roaring and the wind blowing and the sun beaming and every force of nature on display and none of the words I know can even begin to describe how much I love you
Because if you were here, right now, I would massage your back until your skin...– Rudy Francisco (via bornfromaboombox13)
Are you ever like, “I love Finding Nemo so much, imma watch it again for the second night in a row”? No? Just me?
a-collection-of-failures asked: Are things alright? You seem over-whelmed, but upbeat. I'm sure you've been through worse. I'm probably concerned for no reason. Have a good weekend.
I don’t give a shit where the things I love come from! I just love the things I...– Patton Oswald, Werewolves and Lolipops (via thewingoverthemoon)
But charm is more valuable than beauty. You can resist beauty, but you can’t...– Audrey Tatou as Irène in Hors de Prix (via themoonwhisperer) (via mylibraryvoice)
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know...– Billy, age 4 (via bambi-no)
wild flower: “What inspires you?” Quite simply,... →
chula: “What inspires you?” Quite simply, love. Having it in my life, or not. Being in it, or not. Being showered in it …or not. To be caressed by your loving words Embraced by your poems. Or to sit quietly without… Without a love letter in hand or poem or a sweet melody sung especially… And then it happened…
Note to self
Approach things with love and it will all work out.
No, I love it when you call me Niomi. Even tho that’s not my name.
Eff it, I called in. Sorta… still gotta work from home. But at least I can stay in peejays
Woke up with so many things on my mind. The other house, moving out, all his self created drama. My brother, my job, the drama at work, problems. And what am I gonna wear today…? I am at my max I just want to sleep the day away. But I obviously can’t do that.
Y lo mas hermoso Fue Sentir tus besos sobre mi cara Ver como tu boca me besaba, Como si estubieras en el desierto Y yo el unico vaso de agua
And I was angry and sad at the choices before us Knowing that what we needed to do and what we wanted to do would not align At least not today And we both would need to learn the true definition of patience, Sacrifice But when I looked into those hazel eyes I realized that I would not wait forever to be with you I would, on the contrary, go against all odds to be with you Fight and claw...
The wind serenades us Embracing us almost as tight as we embrace each other Your departure comes faster than your arrival, as predicted And my heartbreak is unbearable
blankslate: i used to lie in bed alone and listen to dumb love songs and i’d wonder if those things even actually existed now i listen to you breathe as you fall asleep and i realize that those things don’t even compare to this
maza-dohta: Love remains a mystery even when it is shown, for only a lover knows what it feels like to be loved.
Pedicures are the worst. I lost two toenails ((running) but the lady is playing it off real cool.