I want you to hold my hand while we grocery shop. I want you to play with my hair while we watch our favorite tv shows. I want you to kiss me in the middle of my sentence because you wanted to taste my words. I want you to rub my back as we fall asleep. I want you to play my favorite song when I look sad. I want you to do these things without having to think about them. Do them because you love me.
– (via jessielou24)
August 21, 2014 · via katariinabiites  

August 20, 2014 · via luckycharms4  

I still feel that poetry is not medicine — it’s an X-ray. It helps you see the wound and understand it.
– Dunya Mikhail, from an interview (via mitochondria)
1 day ago · via raeraenjma  

flowerling:

Aquar.IMAX.great white4 | Maritime Aquarium at Norwalk
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I’ll marry a person who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which.
– (via kbfoto)
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shining-like-the-sunn:


weakflowers:

btmegan:

only0u:

only0u:

d-eadthrone:

northlane:

extrasad:

carbon2:

bass-goddess:

extrasad:

IDK HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS OR ANYTHING REALLY

what the fuck

No fuck this

omg what is happening 

oh my god

Oh what

That hurt to read holy shit

Rebloging again cus wow

That hurt

xx

….
1 day ago · via thegreatestthingever  

You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.
– Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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August 19, 2014 · via gofuckingnuts