Butterfly

“Expectation is the root of all heartache,” ~ William Shakespeare

[432hzvibes]

there is no such thing as distance

i find you in books that i lose myself in between flights

when stewardess’ smile at me i smile back and i think of you

it’s weird how i’m actually enjoying the airplane food but the void remains..  no matter how much food i stuff into it

i drink wine to forget.

in the movies they play you’re holding my hand sharing my thoughts and i’m tucking your hair whispering into your ear and planting soft kisses on your nose and forehead

when i glance out the window i see the sun waving goodbye and i feel tears because i’m reminded of your smile

and how i won’t be seeing it for a while

so i drink more wine to forget.

and then i remember you crying on the phone

when i got held up that one time and you were you were sad and dismal

missing your family and your dog on the floor of someone else’s apartment

and all i could do was whisper “i love you” on the other end of the line

and my heart breaks thinking about you the pain that i caused you i wish i could hold you right know so you know just how much i love you

[butterflytheonly]

Someone get me out of here.

Somewhere where I’m wanted.

[butterflytheonly]

[inlovesuggest]

i wanna hold your hand and look at the stars

[wordslikerosepetals]

“I held my fingers around his

throat, but kept a loose grip.

As the devil danced in his eyes,

he smirked up at me.

‘Are you gonna strangle me, princess?’ a chuckle fell from his lips.

‘Do it.’ He whispered, taunting my every thought.

In that moment, I lost.

Not because I was unable to hurt him.

But because my inability to shake him drove me to insanity.”

- B.M.

[a1-b2c3-deactivated20230114]

why are star wars planets more boring than earth and our solar system like sure we’ve seen desert, snow, diff types of forest, beach, lava, rain, but like… 

rainbow mountains (peru)

red soil (canada/PEI)

rings (saturn’s if they were on earth) 

bioluminescent waves

northern lights (canada)

salt flats (bolivia, where they filmed crait but did NOTHING COOL WITH IT except red dust?? like??? come ON)

and cool fauna like the touch me not or like, you know, the venus flytrap.. and don’t get me started on BUGS like… we have bugs cooler than sw aliens

BASICALLY like???? come on star wars you had one (1) job where are the cool alien species

[wearethesparkk]

I KNOW!! I did a report on filming locations in Star Wars last year and just made a list of places that looked so surreal they could make a convincing other planet. You covered some on my list but if I could just add a couple more:

Tsingy di Bemaraha, Madagascar

Zhangye Danxia, China (similar to the Rainbow Mountains in terms of appearance)

Chocolate Hills, Philippines

Giant’s Causeway, Northern Ireland

So many missed opportunities with cool ass things on Earth, Lucasfilms smh…

[memcjo]

Earth is effing amazing!

[isnerdy-deactivated20190101]

Quebrada de Humahuaca, Argentina

Lake Retba, Senegal

Tepui, Venezuela

Tianzi Mountains, China

[bunjywunjy]

these would make amazing Star Wars planets OR fantasy material:

Tsingy du Bemaraha, Madagascar again (but a different part)

(those are razor-sharp, if you were wondering. very little of this area has been explored because YIKES)

Lake Natron, Tanzania

(looks cool, but is alkaline enough to Kill Your Shit)

Lake Baikal, Russia

(the deepest lake in the world, seriously)

and I’ll wrap it up with Son Doong Cave, Vietnam, the largest cave in the entire world.

it puts anything Dagobah has to offer to absolute shame:

(seriously, the largest chamber is 660 feet high. you could jam a fucking skyscraper in there and still lose it) 

anyway I really like caves thanks for coming to my ted talk

[lovelustquotes]

“A wildflower sprouted on my lips when we kissed then another on my collarbone as you brushed my hair aside. A field grew like wild down the river that is my spine as your fingertips lightly touched every space they could find. My eyes like sunflowers fixated on you, my hands around yours intertwined. Come closer now, wildflowers need the sun to bloom before they die.”

— Gemma Troy

[butterflytheonly]

I’m running out of time. What needs to be done is a mystery without an answer, but it has a solution nonetheless. I can’t face my own fading eyes in the mirror as the agonising question arises; how do I do it? This unknown task. This desire is a void that widens beneath me, and I am falling in.

Down.

Down.

Down.

And I’m plummeting so fast to the frightening destination. There is no time to prepare. No time to leave at least a scratch on the ground that will remind those who wander past of my small, significant moment. That’s all I need; a moment. But time is only foe, and it’s glare a threat to my potential. If infinity could lend me a moment… but it’s run out of time.

- butterflytheonly

[florideae]

not to be nsfw but the thought of someone smiling against my lips as we kiss? really makes a bitch’s heart flutter

[every-word-written]

November

November carries a strange sense of longing somewhere in the middle of being complete and disoriented

There are no reasons to light up the sky with lanterns and no reason to make your hours smell like butter and chocolate

But November has the essence of you on my chest after I’ve sneaked in to your house for the millionth time

November has us under the same blanket from the first night we spent together on your birthday. Your mother was mad and we were in love. This has my whispers and your smiles all tangled up under one big picture of a flashy neon sign that says forever

November has distance, between our bodies, physically over miles, when I am away, and inches between our fingers, when all we do is stare at each other, hungry and wanting, from across the table

November has no celebrations or art or even

But November has the sound of us crashing against each other, my hand under yours, goose bumps for clothes, and pressed lips for words, all under your favourite blanket. It has the strangest feeling of belonging somewhere while we talk about our wandering homeless souls

November. I think November is a nice month to fall in love with you again.

[unescapable]

“Please don’t use ‘I love you’ as a filler when you’ve got nothing to say. Don’t use it as an alternative for ‘sorry’. Don’t use it when you’re feeling bad or mad. Don’t use it to escape an argument. Don’t say it out of pity. Don’t use it against someone. Instead, please use it wisely. Calm yourself then think once, twice, or maybe even a hundred times before using it. Question yourself before uttering it. Make sure you know it’s what you feel before saying it. Say it only to the right person. Say it because you mean it. Say it because not saying it makes you anxious. Say it because there’s no other word nor phrase that compares to how you feel. Say it because that person earned your trust to hear it and last; Say this to yourself. You deserve it.”

—  3 am thoughts (via suspend)

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

““Do you really have to go?” I remained quiet as I packed my things. “Can’t you stay just this once?” She asked again. “You are always leaving,” her voice cracked, “you are always on the run.” “You will only live well without my presence,” I finally replied, “you never needed someone who would just pack and leave.” I went over to her and wiped the tears that decorated her cheeks, “You need a home,” I said quietly, “And I was never a home. Just another homestay.”

— Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #217 // Homestay (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[kissingpicture]

[btpoetry]

My love for you was different.

I felt like I couldn’t survive without you.

You were the stars in the sky and the oxygen in my lungs.

My world revolved around you.

But soon enough, as the years passed by,

the fire I had for you, the crave I had for just the

touch of your fingertips had faded away.

All that was left were the lonely crackle of embers

And the sound of my heart falling from my chest

and shattering on the ground.

[thegoodvybe]

[bigbrokovu-deactivated20190612]

Tw:self harm

Don’t scroll past this.

Reblog to let your followers know that they should never start cutting.

I know this website makes it seem like that shit is normal but trust me, it’s not. And once you start, you’ll never really start and it will haunt you for life.

It never gets easier, it never stops hurting, it isn’t (and will never be) “cool” or “the only way out”

Please don’t start. If you already are cutting, tell sometime and get help, it’s not as scary as it seems and you will be better off by it.

If even one person reads this… Please. You matter.

Don’t start.

[6i]

it takes years to develop your craft. do not romanticize the idea of an ‘overnight success’. be a student. grow organically. get really good. hate your work. start over. find new ways to express the same ideas. the student becomes the master. your time will come.