brb growing.

[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

[this-onegoes]

- Blythe Baird

[best-life-wisdom]

CANT WAIT FOR THE DAY WHEN I GO TO BED EVERY NIGHT ALL SNUGGLED UP NEXT TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND GET ENDLESS LOVE AND CUDDLES

[givemearmstopraywith]

me after sitting in the sun for ten minutes: love is real

[1dwildflower]

[capri-cornmoon]

Qualities you admire in others are ones you have yourself, and qualities you dislike are ones you refuse to see in yourself.

[capri-cornmoon]

Everything is your choice. Choose to focus on the good things. Choose to ask for better. Choose to be happy within yourself. Choose to do the work. Good choices stack exponentially. You just have to choose to try it.

[capri-cornmoon]

He will come into my life like a breeze through sheer curtains. The warmth will radiate off him. I will not worry or hesitate or withdraw. We will bask in each other company and know that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

[capri-cornmoon]

I feel so detached from my family. I feel like I just float past my friends. I feel like the words I say don’t reflect the thoughts I have. I’m just here, aware of it all and yet, trying to make sense of it.

[weltenwellen]

Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus

[capri-cornmoon]

Your skin is my blanket

[capri-cornmoon]

I don’t have bad dreams when you wrap yourself around me.

[capri-cornmoon]

I feel like I’m waiting for you to rip the flood gates open so I can rush my love all over you. But until then I am a dried up dam, begging on my hands and knees for just a drop of rain.

[love-diaries]

“The gauge of a good poem is the size of the love-bruise it leaves on your neck, or the size of the love-bruise it can paint on your brain, or the size of the love-bruise it can weave into your soul, or indeed– it could be all of the above.” ~ Hafiz

[poemswords]

[mindfolly]

“You meet your destiny on the road you take to avoid it.”

— Carl Jung (via lakanen)

[books-n-quotes]

“It’s a marvelous thing, the ocean. For some reason when two people sit together looking out at it, they stop caring whether they talk or stay silent. You never get tired of watching it. And no matter how rough the waves get, you’re never bothered by the noise the water makes by the commotion of the surface — it never seems too loud, or too wild.” - Banana Yoshimoto, Goodbye Tsugumi