Then she kissed him until the sky seemed to fade out and all her smiles and tears to vanish in an ecstasy of eternal seconds.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace (via feellng)

(via toozestyforyou)

I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.

She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know

Marilyn Monroe (via feellng)

(via thats2bad)


One day, I will find a way
To speak to the dirt
So I can tell it which roads I walked
When the summer gave me time of day
And so I can say that I heard
What it was like to hear my voice echoing
Off wood floors and walls of houses on corners
And how I learned to carry my weight
My share of my feelings thought lost below the water
And so I can whisper
when I’ve left and come home
With a chip off my shoulder and tired grin
And you’ll hear it

(via blackplums)





people say ‘I love you’ in a lot of different ways

'eat something'

'buckle up'

'get some sleep'

'here have my fries'

'Im gonna draw you something'

'yeah i'll buy it for you'

"you’re an idiot"

(via the-young-writer-gg)

The truth is,
we are all our own kind of natural disasters.
Terrifying & beautiful,
storms made of people,
and the truth is
that I am tropical rain,
constant and unfailing,
and you are the 8 minutes of ignorant bliss before the sun supernovas.
I think there’s a delight in danger,
and I found both in you.

why storms are named after people| s. c. (r.) c. (via soontobearose)

stop romanticizing yourself (or the problem with bookworms)

you are not that mysterious quiet girl who will draw in a coffee shop boy
because no boy is going to ask what you’re reading beyond casual conversation
and it will not end with “I love you” but with “see you around”
you are not pale skin and blue eyes that look sharp and unreal
you are average and not irresistible unless you prove it
and you are not going to prove it by sitting silently in a crowd
and consoling yourself with how much better you are
they want to talk to you
but you always look so serious
they do not know how good you are at learning
darling, learn to smile too much and teach yourself how to talk to people
memorize honesty because (honestly)
people are not going to write about you
you will not be someone else’s protagonist
pick up a pen

"I think maybe we can’t be.” // r.i.d

"I think maybe we can’t be.” // r.i.d

you make everything better; you are
earth, sea, and sky
but baby you deserve
so much better
than i.

I’m falling for him bad and I whenever I’m with him I get that feeling like when you’re ice skating and you almost fall but you catch yourself just before hitting the ice.” // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

I’m scared as hell to want you. But here I am, wanting you anyway.

Meredith Grey (via cavum)

(Source: de-ceiver, via fallinlovewithapoet)