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i do not want to have you to fill the empty parts of me i want to be full on my own i want to be so complete i could light a city and then i want to have you cause the two of us combined could set it on fire

Rupi Kaur, milk and honey (via mythaelogy)

cosmicwizdom

It’s not about having the perfect relationship. It’s about finding someone who matches you and will go through everything without giving up.

- unknown (via quotelounge)

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I should’ve expected that we’d drift apart. I should’ve expected that we’d talk less. I should’ve expected to miss you this much. I should’ve, I should’ve, I should’ve, but I didn’t.

Should’ve (21 of 366) || J.Kim. (via finitetoinfinity)

wordsnquotes

Making love with you Is like drinking sea water. The more I drink The thirstier I become, Until nothing can slake my thirst But to drink the entire sea.

Kenneth Rexroth (via wordsnquotes)

write20xx

I’m sorry I gave you everything I had without making sure you wanted it.

#418: April 21, 2014 (via jamstains)

tai-korczak

23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.

Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.

Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.

Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.

Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening

Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.

Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.

Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.

Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.

Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.

Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

Source article. Where words came from.

modernoxygen

Him

He was a work of art.

Standing in a gallery, i don’t know if i’m staring at the painting or him.

It’s his eyes so blue and deep you could get lost in.

Skin blank almost as if he’s a clear canvas for memories of me to be written in.

It’s when he smiles and my heart stops beating every once and a while.

It’s the sound of his laugh like music to my ears.

It’s the way he says “i love you” it almost brings me to tears.

It’s the pang i feel in my heart when he’s not there.

It’s the way he loves so deep i feel like nothing matters but him and me.

It’s him and it always will be.

I love him and he loves me.

More than the sun loved the moon and sea.

- E.C

cosmicwizdom

You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.

- unknown (via quotelounge)

Beautiful Nightmare

We fall in and out of love every single time, into this dark pit of love. this painful yet solace, toxic yet precious pit of love. real love because no matter what, we keep climbing out and in the blink of an eye we're right back in...drowning, yet swimming in one another’s energy. vibes, connections that continuously draw us together, but the same vibes and the shit we(i) do… push us apart…. we fall in and out of love every single time.

-Me

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being in love with you feels like time does not exist. like in the blink of an eye its 4 pm and my body is still tangled up under the sheets with yours, with no intention of getting up. the seconds go by so fast with you. being in love with you feels like laughter. like the kind that you feel throughout your whole body. i never knew i could feel this much. being in love with you feels like warmth. like i’m safe whenever i’m with you. you make me feel secure. being in love with you feels like i have known you since the beginning of time. like my heart couldn’t find its rhythm until it beat next to yours. fuck, now i can finally breathe. being in love with you feels like i am actually me. like i spent so long going through life blindfolded and now i can finally see. the life i’m living truly feels like my own. being in love with you feels like coming home. like this is where i am supposed to be. i look at you and i am home.

1/11/16 (via futuresunwritten)