You can’t make homes out of human beings.– Warsan Shire (via inathens)
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that’s why we get...– Charles Bukowski (via cityyandcolour)
You could have been rain. I could have been a lick of salt. But we were...– The Book Of Awakening Mark Nepo (via spacepandas)
This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if...– Haruki Murakami (via hellanne)
and i just want to run to you and i hope you know that every time i don’t i...– (via themonody)
One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most...– Sigmund Freud (via the-constant-emptying)
A world in which there are monsters, and ghosts, and things that want to steal...– Neil Gaiman (via thedeadrosegarden)
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Written by me.
His eyes leak closeness and the all adoring light blue comfort you look forward to seeing at the end of every day when each burden has faded from his face. When you’re just about to settle under the blankets of his twin bed, one brief steady held gaze and that specific, airy, lightness flies through you. As if he finally forgets the due dates and the clothes strewn all over the floor, and...