October 2008
Summer Passion
blueclover:
My nights are clouded with memories of you. All our summer kisses and hidden glances, are yours to protect; yours to defuse. Do you remembered the way I shivered, the way I ached, the way I quivered? Holding your body close to mine I was yours; you were mine.
Our frantic hands discovering our mate, our mate of the moment our bodies would take. Hold me close, I’m lost in you ...
“I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a...”
– Amy Tan (via skysignal) (via kari-shma)
“People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you...”
– Author Unknown (via xxxloveliesbleedingxxx)
Yiruma-River Flows In You
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.
lovebot:
skysignal: stupidinboston: vesi: shesapsycho:
I have an addiction of Wanting to know if you smell like Apples or oranges today Hoping you’re thinking of me And writing secret post-it notes In your mind with a purple pen Watching clouds go by, Waiting for them to turn into hearts Praying your wearing the jumper That i like to cuddle you in Hoping your lips are soft So i can bruise...
“Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord...”
– Anaïs Nin (via smut-to-go) (via carmenmariah) (via breathsoftruth) (via lovebot)
“So fail. Be bad at things. Be embarrassed. Be afraid. Be vulnerable. Go out on a...”
– (via aliehs) (via meni) (via crowned) (via deadshot) (via srsly) (via unicornology)
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of...”
– Jim Morrison (via kari-shma) (via skysignal) (via avajean) (via lovebot)
one of the answers to this loneliness.
stare-at-walls:
I want someone who wants to understand me. I am tired of feeling like always having to understand everyone else, now I want someone who wants to know me. Someone who has scars and bruises and is tired as well, but still laughs at life and the sun and at the silly things. Someone whose hands, no matter how soft or rough, wants to touch slowly and softly. Someone who wants to hear...
51. Keep your best friend's picture in your...
(via 1001waystobeabestfriend)
Woke up three hours early. I'm bored. Someone tell...
stare-at-walls:
(an answer to theloveyturtle)
One day when you go out to ride on the train, you will see the most beautiful stranger you have ever met. That person will, sort of, maybe but not really, accidentally look into your eyes, and you will see the most beautiful eyes, with the light and the sun hitting it right, making it transparent enough for you to see the color of their eyes,...
If you forget me
unicornology:
skysignal:
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me....
lovebot:
finallyseeing: stare-at-walls:
Not everyone is like you, not everybody can forget their past and just move on as if it never existed. Not everybody can fall in love again and again.
Let me tell you one thing: a short story filled with love is way better than a novel filled with hate.
You may forget easily but I can stop seeing our friends, stop going where we used to hang out, stop...
unicornology:
hellovagina:
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?
— Lewis Carroll
unicornology:
alphabetpony:
I will love you forever, whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again. I’ll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we’ll cling together so tight that no one’ll ever tear us apart. Every atom of...
unicornology:
alphabetpony:
For everyone is pained by the thought of disappearing, unheard and unseen, into an indifferent universe, and because of that everyone wants, while there is still time, to turn himself into a universe of words.
— Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
lovebot:
align: stare-at-walls: rainiscalling:
You were happy once; you were sunshine and smiles and a brightness that radiated. You may be cloudy now, you may not want to sing. You may just want to fold inside of yourself, on the oldest couch you can find, by the biggest window, and watch it rain.
You used to find that little things made you happy; now you can’t even find the big things....
“And it’s okay to stay here forever.”
– Earlimart (via finallyseeing) (via lovebot)
“The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together...”
– Alain De Botton (via skysignal) (via capricious)
(via morningbell)
(via unicornology)
276. Surround yourself with smart people.
unicornology:
(via rulesformyunbornson)
“No doesn’t mean forever. It simply means ‘not right now.’
And on the topic of...”
– Jason Mraz. (via heidelweiss) (via jessicap) (via pterodactyl) (via stare-at-walls)
45. Let your best friend sing out loud with the...
jaim:
clareables:
(via 1001waystobeabestfriend)
Hahah I like this one. Let them? Really?
270. Stand up to bullies. You'll only have to do...
unicornology:
(via rulesformyunbornson)
Natural Highs.
unicornology:
amandoline:
she-thinks:
1. Falling in love. 2. Laughing so hard your face hurts. 3. A hot shower. 4. No lines at the supermarket. 5. A special glance. 6. Getting mail. 7. Taking a drive on a pretty road. 8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. 9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. 10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer. 11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or...
269. If you've made your point, stop talking.
(via rulesformyunbornson)
“even the stars sometimes fade to grey, even stars hideaway.”
– the weepies (via lovebot)
