"I love you, and that doesn’t describe my feelings very well, so I’ll try to elaborate, I want to paint constellations with your name, and plant trees that grow your favorite fruit, I want to dance with you, I want to twirl you around and catch you when you fall, I want to sleep with you, not sexually, but besides you, where I can hear your heart beat, and feel the sleepy touch of your skin, where I can wake up and be greeted with your kiss, I want to fight off your nightmares, and give you happiness, I want to shoot rainbows and stars across the sky that will guide you home, to me, I want my arms to be what you call home, I want to get lost in your eyes, and whisper beautiful words that don’t make sense into your lips, I want to hold your hands, I want to write poems for you that actually make sense, unlike this one, and every other one I’ve tried to write for you, I want you to understand my heartbeat, just like I want to understand yours, unshaken, and unwavering, I want to be yours, I want to see your face, and see what you look like in the rain, I want to arrive at your house at midnight unexpectedly, without it being weird, I want to take all your sadness, and all your pain and I want to rip it apart, I want to push you up against the wall, in the most innocent way, so that there’s no air stopping me from getting closer to you, so maybe I can get close enough to see who you really are, I want to give you my fragile heart, I want to stitch up your seams, I want to love you. I want you to understand that, and I want the world to know that, maybe this doesn’t make sense, but it would if you saw you the way I do, and I know this all sounds so very selfish, but I guess I’m a selfish person, and I do love you."unknown (via unlively)

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Anonymous: can you IM me on skype? kind of important name is gdollar9352

erm no 

mine and my boyfriends conversation last night- 

me- EEEE, I can’t wait for summer!

him- Why where you going?

me- To Whittingham asylum!

him- To see what?

me-The asylum?

Him- Where at?

me- Whittingham? 

I swear he never listens to anything i have to say. 

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"Alcohol tasted better than you, anyway."
6-word story #8

(via spookymoonparty)


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"Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it."Claude Monet (via monarchie)

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It’s all about falling in love with yourself and sharing that love with someone who appreciates you, rather than looking for love to compensate for a self love deficit.

"
Eartha Kitt (via
grillfriend)

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"

I’ve cried, and you’d think I’d be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.

"
Conor Oberst (via
perfect)

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"If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no. If you don’t step forward, you’re always in the same place."Nora Roberts  (via ki-r)

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"I don’t believe in love at first sight but I do believe in seeing someone from across the room and knowing instantly that they’re going to matter to you."Ryan O’Connell  (via poseyhaynes)

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"What we call chaos is just patterns we haven’t recognized. What we call random is just patterns we can’t decipher. What we can’t understand we call nonsense. What we can’t read we call gibberish."Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor (via penseesduchoeur)

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"In my head we’ve been together for years, I’ve committed the back of your hands to memory.
In my head I’ve felt your fingers drag across my skin,
felt them tug at the hair that rests at the base of my neck.
Only Satan knows how much I’ve sinned."
Daydream (via
temporiam)

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"

It’s Monday,
and your hair is messy.
You haphazardly put on your jeans and shirt
as you moan about the day of the week -
and I love you.

It’s Tuesday,
and you’re stumbling your way around the room,
trying to sort out the things you have to do.
You stop to briefly kiss the freckles on my nose,
asking me about my day -
and I love you.

It’s Wednesday,
and you’re quietly sprawled on the couch.
You pat the spot next to you and pepper kisses on my hair
because it’s my least favorite day of the week (and you know it) -
and I love you.

It’s Thursday,
and you’re wondering what the weekend will bring,
but you’re still moaning about how
the week is going by too slow for your tastes -
and I love you.

It’s Friday,
and I’m surrounded by DVDs and snacks
you’ve prepared when I was gone.
You welcome me with blankets and warmth from your arms -
and I love you.

It’s Saturday,
and you’re feeling lazy.
You won’t let me leave your arms
(or is it the other way around?)
So you tuck me under your chin as we both wonder
how much time we have left
before sleep makes us miss each other’s faces -
and I love you.

It’s Sunday,
and there’s nothing much to say but
I love you.

"

Loving you (NJ.)


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"February is the shortest month of the year, so if you are having a miserable month, try to schedule it for February."Lemony Snicket  (via andersoncooper)

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"People suffer because they are caught in their views. As soon as we release those views, we are free and we don’t suffer anymore."Thich Nhat Hanh (via thegoldeneternity)

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"It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any."Hugh Laurie (via ughsick)

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