December 2011
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States.
Can you truly miss someone you hardly know?
Someone you’ve hardly seen,
hardly touched?
Is it really missing at all…
Or is it that you’ve simply caught a small taste of them?
You’re longing for more sights,
more of their touch,
more of you, next to them.
I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like...
– Stephen Chbosky (via aquaticuss)
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
(via aquaticuss)
Everything sucked without him. No amount of alcohol could make any party I...
– Unknown (via aquaticuss)
I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim...
– Lemony Snicket (via pagodas)
We live in a generation of not being in love, and not being together
But we...
– Drake (via beautifullyfreeangel)
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Quite possibly, more than likely.
I found this on my phone earlier today. It was written about someone I had met a long time ago, I tend to write a lot when I feel a lot. Its sort of funny to me how you can feel so strongly towards someone, and they turn out to be the exact opposite of what you had thought. You can think the absolute world of them, but they are entirely wrong for you and wind up hurting and confusing you more than...
Tyler Knott: Bones →
tylerknott:
Many years from now, if it’s my bones they find entangled with the roots of a old tree, I will tell you with absolute positivity and the calm that only comes with certainty, that the bones that were once covered with the skin of my feet will be worn down flat and misshapen with overuse and I…
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Sometimes you just know.
Even if things fade out, and you have no idea why. You were given no notice. You just know. How?
You know just from how they looked at you when it was something, if anything.
When you see them, in person or through photos, you still think the world of them.
You still think they are the most beautiful person you’ve ever known.
Their scent, their voice all flood to your head. And youre not...
Call me what you wish
and no matter what that is
I will call you home.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
I’ll never give up
and never stop giving you
all I have to give.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
Raw with Love
galingkayb:
I WILL REMEMBER YOUR SMALL ROOM,
THE FEEL OF YOU,
THE LIGHT IN THE WINDOW,
YOUR RECORDS, YOUR BOOKS,
OUR MORNING COFFEE,
OUR NOONS OUR NIGHTS,
OUR BODIES SPILLED TOGETHER, SLEEPING,
THE TINY FLOWING CURRENTS,
IMMEDIATE AND FOREVER,
YOUR LEG MY LEG,
YOUR ARM MY ARM,
YOUR SMILE
AND THE WARMTH OF YOU
WHO MADE ME LAUGH AGAIN.
— CHARLES BUKOWSKI
I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me...
– Charles Bukowski (via anditslove)