there is something incredibly vulnerable and trusting about sitting on the floor of a book store my back resting against the window my coffee cup beside me empty unlike my heart that seizes open notch by notch with each word read.
Not today Justin

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there is something incredibly vulnerable and trusting about sitting on the floor of a book store my back resting against the window my coffee cup beside me empty unlike my heart that seizes open notch by notch with each word read.
I’ve loved
a lot
of pens
but eventually
they all ran
out on me
In this land, far from home several times I’ve walked these roads Today, however, I feel lost to the thought of the lanes I once strolled This body then, was agile and feet much younger back then this mind worked like thunder Now all that’s left is this soul that’s old in a frame that's weak and a mind no longer bold Though, an ache in my chest still remains unaltered since I parted with my home while my heart faltered And as in a haste, I made my move This heart of mine strongly disapproved So while I traveled all the way, this far A piece of me I lost ‘cause I couldn’t bring my heart
Of Homes and Homelands, Shikha Singh (via sonador-reveur)
Far better
to be
a flame
for a moment
than ashes
for a lifetime
Smile & Wave // Hedegaard & Brandon Beal
there’s a list i have of everything i want to say to you, and each and every time i almost say something but don’t, that list gets longer
(via unwrittenphrases)
Huh? What can I do?
Neck Deep // Smooth Seas Don’t Make Good Sailors
Sometimes our saints are sinners they blur the lines and lead the way their way.
Jimmy ‘The REV’ Sullivan, 1981 - foREVer
Waterparks // Royal
dark as the tomb where it happens, i’ve got to be in the room where it happens.
favorite lit quotes ➤ shakespeare edition
— cosmic love, florence + the machine
Welcome
I, again, welcome myself to tumblr! After 2 years of being inactive, I hope I’ll be able to maintain this blog despite of my busy schedule. Formerly known as “ellesanity” way back 2014, I blogged about random stuffs, mostly personal. I didn’t have much friends here, but I hope I’ll be able to enjoy my stay here. Wish me luck!