We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.
George R. R. Martin (via hellanne)

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free-parking:

Gustav Klimt, Two Lovers, 1908

free-parking:

Gustav Klimt, Two Lovers, 1908

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Reaching out to her is like drinking from a memory.
Edgar Allan Poe, “Selected Letters” (via perfect)

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fuckyeahfeminists:

your body, your rules

fuckyeahfeminists:

your body, your rules



featherumbrellas:

lmfaoswed:

m-ayflower:

the last sentence :(

Everything is perfect until the last sentence…

I think i’ve got a million comments about the last sentence, but that’s the entire point to the poem. You fall in love with the feeling of being wanted, you fall in love with the places you visit, the routine, and mostly you fall in love with being comfortable. You are there because you want to be able to love that person, but you can’t force yourself, and you won’t. 

featherumbrellas:

lmfaoswed:

m-ayflower:

the last sentence :(

Everything is perfect until the last sentence…

I think i’ve got a million comments about the last sentence, but that’s the entire point to the poem. You fall in love with the feeling of being wanted, you fall in love with the places you visit, the routine, and mostly you fall in love with being comfortable. You are there because you want to be able to love that person, but you can’t force yourself, and you won’t. 

(via goldkoi)



Humans can’t tolerate emptiness for long.
Divergent, by Veronica Roth (via 634northmain)

(via quote-book)


It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.
Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via arpeggia)

Some people are making such thorough preparation for rainy days that they aren’t enjoying today’s sunshine.
William Feather (via berrynice)

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.
Mark Twain (via kari-shma)

(via quote-book)


Maybe it’s best to get through the day half-asleep. Maybe that’s the only way to get through today.
Thirteen Reasons Why | Jay Asher (via austentatious)

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arpeggia:

Paintings by Karin Kneffel - oil on canvas, 2012