“I still think about calling.
Especially on a busy Saturday night when the streets are filled with people yet the world feels as empty as an empty Jack Daniels bottle a broken man just finished.
I still think about calling you.”
“You never did,” you said.
“I wanted to do so with all the billions of atoms in me.”
“You never called.”
“I was scared you wouldn’t pick up,” I replied. “I didn’t want to hear your voicemail again.”
Quotes
Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.
Mark Twain (via wordsnquotes)
sphallolalia
An obsolete word, sphallolalia is defined as flirtatious talk that leads nowhere.
- etymology: Ancient Greek σφάλλω (sphallō, “to stumble”) and λαλιά (lalia, “talking”).
(via wordsnquotes)
I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
Unknown (via wordsnquotes)
Be like the earth. When the rain comes, the earth simply opens up to the rain and soaks it all in.
Thich Nhat Hanh
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If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine. It is lethal.
Did you ever know, dear, how much you took away with you when you left?
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are
E.E. Cummings (via watehva)
I bent my head in prayer only to ask for a God I could relate to.
I still have never heard Their voice
but I’ve heard your unsteady breath
on days when I prayed to disappear into eternity.I haven’t prayed to God in years, but there were nights I prayed to you.
I dreamt of disintegration. I dreamt of a body dissolved into salt water. I dreamt of becoming the sea. You say I have such an expressive face and I wonder if you could see the ocean when I pulled away from you.
(via alannadp)
So beautiful.
Don’t wait for it…Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. Create. And then the love will come to you, then it comes to you.
Anaïs Nin (via wordsnquotes)
if we loved people as we should
we wouldn’t have poetry.
words aren’t hollow.
It seems to me that the less I fight my fear, the less it fights back. If I can relax, fear relaxes, too.
Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear (via wnq-anonymous)
She had a big love inside her, and she needed to give it.
Don’t be morbid. Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
i am
afraid
that if i
open
myself i will not
stop pouring. (why do i fear
becoming a river. what mountain
gave me such shame.)
When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias
and the difference between them.
You can abuse my emotions and toss them aside,
but like the masochist I always am,
I may still find a way to love you.
hozane, To the memories of my childhood (via wnq-writers)
Il est moi, aussi, je ne sais pas pourquoi.
She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.
To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man’s-land, to experience each moment as completely new and fresh. To live is to be willing to die over and over again.
Oceans of Mine 