March 29, 2014
"Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe."

— Andrea Gibson, excerpt from “Bone Burying” (via ileu)

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March 27, 2014

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March 27, 2014
"Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke ‘em down to nothing."

— Tom Waits  (via fawun)

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March 27, 2014
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Excerpt from Home by Clementine von Radics

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Excerpt from Home by Clementine von Radics

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March 27, 2014
vega-ofthe-lyre:

The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel.

vega-ofthe-lyre:

The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel.

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March 27, 2014

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March 27, 2014

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March 27, 2014
"

You will call me sweetheart
and I will still stumble over
good morning

I will want to know how many breaths you take after waking up
before you consider yourself alive

I will shiver when you touch me
do not be offended;
you are the warmest person I know.

"

— How the beginning will go - Meghan Lynn (via 0cchi-luminosi)

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March 27, 2014
"Two things define you. Your patience when you have nothing, and your attitude when you have everything."

Unknown (via markfarts)

Good Vibes HERE

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March 24, 2014
"Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty ."

— Leonard Cohen (via all-alone-together)

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March 24, 2014
"

This is not a love poem.

I miss you in my sleep.
I miss you in my shower.
I miss you gently dreaming next to me.
I miss you on long drives.
I miss you in every melody and every time I sing.
I miss you when I wake (from dreams in which you never appear).
I miss you when you’re close enough to touch (but always out of reach).
I miss you when you smile and silently stare into me.
I miss you when I drink coffee and every time I pass the sea.

Most of all, I miss the minute before we met, before that opened door. I miss the way I felt before you. I miss the ground under my feet because that night, you ruined me. No. this is not a love poem. Because I hate you for making me fall completely, uninhibitedly, foolishly, in love with you.

"

— TypeWritten Life (via wordsthat-speak)

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March 23, 2014
"There’s a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn’t very loveable."

Yasmin Mogahed  

Everything you love is here

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March 13, 2014
"Love says: I’ve seen the ugly parts of you, and I’m staying."

Matt Chandler (via neongenesisevangaylion)

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March 13, 2014

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March 13, 2014

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