“What I find most curious and compelling about the human spirit is our willingness to fling ourselves headlong into love knowing full well it will likely end in our ruin––some say it is only a matter of our wild instincts gone haywire but me, I like to think that deep within us all lies one burning question, and it is in those intimate moments––the slow dance and long kiss, the coupled hands and comfortable silences––that we at last find the answer: the meaning of our existence.”—Beau Taplin,"You Are The Meaning Of My Existence." (via afadthatlastsforever)
“She realized, when relationships failed to last, it was not because love was no longer present, but because people had stopped believing in themselves and in their partners.”—― Christina Westover (via psych-quotes)
“And I think there’s a point where we stop coming up with excuses to stay where it feels easy or we wilt away, because growth will only come when you let someone in enough to pour their love like rain water down your crystal vase throat, and you might think that you could choke on something so big, but trust me when I tell you that you were perfectly tailored to fit this and going thirsty is just a painful and foolish way to kill yourself.”—Moriah Pearson (via girasolestelle)
“This is what happens when you love someone
so much: you find them everywhere inside you,
these little pieces, scraps of paper, all stuck
to the inside of your skin. And you wonder
how they got all through you in the first place,
before you realize that you let them in. Moreover,
you gave them the boat, knowing full well
they brought their own paddles. And somewhere
along the line you start to see that you’re
becoming a map of them, but it’s too hard
to follow. You’ll be too busy reading it
to stop them when they pack their things
and get on the train, so you’ll have to settle
for running through your memories trying to hold on
to the broken tapes of their love for you.
And it will be just enough, and not too much.”—"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" by MS (via sestinalia)
“I am a happy camper so I guess I’m doing something right. Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.”—― Henry David Thoreau (via psych-quotes)
“If you find someone who makes you smile, who checks up on you often to see if you’re okay. Who watches out or you and wants the best for you. Who loves and respects you. Don’t let them go. People like that are hard to find.”—Unknown (via imnotchaste)
“The universe is always speaking to us. … Sending us little messages, causing coincidences and serendipities, reminding us to stop, to look around, to believe in something else, something more.”—Nancy Thayer (via seabois)
“Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via southernharvestmoon)
“My love, please don’t be afraid but there will come a day when field mice play in our empty sockets,
When our bones become homes for living creatures other than our egos,
And when time jostles our skeletons out of the composition that is me and you,
And will write with us love letters that spell ‘I owe you eternity.’”—Alysia Harris, Death Poem (via rainnsmell)
She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.’
a sort of melancholy feeling comes over me when I’m on tumblr, maybe that’s why I avoid it sometimes. I deleted the app on my iPhone and rarely have time on my Mac to scroll through and see what’s been going on, but maybe tonight I needed this. It humbles me and brings me back to Earth in a weird way, sort of like Keaton Henson music.
I know why! its plagued with heartache and quotes that are too real to feel.
Be with someone who you don’t have to hide from, in any way. Whether it’s your morning face before you’ve put your make up on, an embarrassing story to tell about something that happened on your way home, or an ambition you’ve had since you were six… make sure you end up with someone who knows all of it and still loves you. A person you can tell your whole life to is a person worth spending a life with.
“When you love someone, it isn’t about control, it’s about accepting them wholly & allowing them to be the flawed fucked up human being that they are, the human who is going to make mistakes, who could rip you apart at the drop of a hat & loving them anyway, even as your heart is being torn right out of your chest. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying, ‘stay’ as you take abuse from someone who doesn’t care for you. I’m saying that love should never come with ultimatums. It should never come with anything but gentle whispers into their ear of ‘You are enough. You are everything & everything that you are is enough. I don’t need you to be anyone else.’ & it should come with elbow kisses. Start with loving the knobby ends & the sharp edges & work your way inwards. It’s the only way to to do it right.”—Moriah Pearson (mooneyedandglowing)
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
“Americans are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.”—Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle (via introspectivepoet)