Tag: reblog

He’d never cared much for strawberries, but that summer her lips were so stained with the juices that they were all he tasted.

And he’d never had a favourite fruit, but two years later, a new girl is sat in front of him, laughing at his jokes.

“If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?” She asks playfully.

And he remembers how her hands traced the veins in his neck and made their way across his chest. He remembers her soft breathing and limbs draped across his shoulders.

“Strawberries.” He tells her. “I could live a life on nothing but strawberries.”

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #54 –“Strawberries” (via blossomfully)

 

~ So beautiful. ~

From Taming the Monkeys of Mind

 

taming-the-monkeys-of-mind:

Roll,

and splash around

through my warmest ink;

let it streak your body,

spilling into mind,

while

steadily

warming

your bluest veins.

Step barefoot through

my intentions,

stripped,

wading this man’s

inner everything.

Close

your eyes,

allowing yourself

to become the parchment

of love’s enduring

landscape;

catch

the pulse

of inspiration’s

heavy rains.

—me ॐ

 

~ Amazing poetry. ~

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.

Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum (via wordsnquotes)

 

~ Thank you for the reminder. ~

She was unstoppable. Not because she did not have failures or doubts, but because she continued on despite them.

Beau Taplin
(via wordsnquotes)

~ C’est moi. ~

Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It’s a given and that’s the secret.

Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
(via wordsnquotes)

Water Under The Bridge

Who’s the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who’s horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?

Rebecca Stead, Goodbye Stranger
(via wordsnquotes)

You tried to change didn’t you?

closed your mouth more

tried to be softer

prettier

less volatile, less awake

but even when sleeping you could feel

him travelling away from you in his dreams

so what did you want to do, love

split his head open?

you can’t make homes out of human beings

someone should have already told you that

and if he wants to leave

then let him leave

you are terrifying

and strange and beautiful

something not everyone knows how to love.

Warsan Shire
(via wordsnquotes)

 

~ This is so beautiful, and it resonates so well with me. ~

 

 

Do you even know what it’s like? To look at a person like their eyes are made of stars and the galaxies run through their bloodstream and not having an inkling of a clue as to how they feel about you? It’s an agony that I can’t even put into words.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #47 (via a-laa-mode)

 

It is not humiliating to be unhappy. Physical suffering is sometimes humiliating, but the suffering of being cannot be, it is life.

Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959  (via wordsnquotes)

…I see more than this,

More than I can tell you, more than there are words for.

T.S. Eliot, The Complete Poems & Plays (via wordsnquotes)

 

I’m not interested in your past, I’m interested about what makes you tick, what makes you angry, what keeps you sane – tell me those things. You have my undivided attention. People waste so much time on reputation that they simply forget that you aren’t the same person who did those things back then, this is you. This is now… I want to watch you happen in this single moment now. Everything else is time wasted.

Unknown  (via wordsnquotes)

~ True love exists in THIS moment. ~

 

My darling, you can’t see it, can you? How like the moon you are. Both of you so timid in yourselves; hiding pieces from the world. Then, there are those rare moments when you both are full, and it becomes hard to look away. You are beautiful.

Alexandria Drzewiecki 
(via wordsnquotes)

 

She’s broken. But that doesn’t mean she is weak. If you apply enough pressure anything will break.

enigmatic-thinker (via wnq-writers)

 

To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
(via wordsnquotes)
~Except:  don’t forget that happy is normal, too~

 

If I had to describe her in one word, it would be ‘familiar’. Because when something is familiar, it’s comfort in the unknown. It’s nostalgia for a place you may have never been before. It’s the aching desire to be in the arms of someone who may have never even held you. It’s home away from home. It’s exactly where I want to be.

Connotativewords | jl | It’s exactly who you are to me (via connotativewords)

 

 

We often crave a love that is raw, but when it starts to pierce our being we have a tendency to run.

Awakened Vibrations (via awakenedvibrations)

 

I’m not running away from anything, I’m running towards. I’m running towards love, towards things larger than life. I’m not running away from my problems, I’m simply leaving them behind, leaving them in the past. I don’t need them where I’m going.

polarioid  (via wnq-writers)