In Depth. @humanmindfuck - Tumblr Blog

I miss the girl I used to be; like her eyes that spoke of innocence and her mind that was full of wonder.But of all things , I miss her heart the most. The heart that loved ferociously without a hint of fear.A heart that loved so greatly the universe could burst in tears. How pure and unblemished. For she was a girl who has never been hurt. Carrying a heart that was pure love to the fullest sense. How I wish I could love that way again.

Innocence // Conee Berdera (via coneeberdera)

Sucks when every I love you has the same effect .

I had visions of you and I in a dream where you could hold my hand

mielmelon

are you a mountain or beach person? coffee or tea? smoothies or milkshakes? vanilla or chocolate? sun or moon? traveler or homebody? sunset or sunrise? mermaid or fairy? sunny days or rainy days? watercolor or acrylic?

wnq-writers

The thing about darkness is if it stays too long, you stop waiting for the sun and start finding solace in the moon.

gypsy-nomadic-soul (via wnq-writers)

deeplifequotes

You weren’t meant to spend your whole life in one place.

Unknown (via deeplifequotes)

infatuatedbythefamestatus

sixrealwords

I don’t want you to leave.

please? (via sixrealwords)

inkskinned

i. the english language is lacking, i seek others that i scrawl in scribbles against your skin. te amo. je t'aime. i love you. ii. i don’t know how to write something raw enough that it feels like you, pressed against me. i don’t know how to push in all of this feeling into letters when i can barely contain it within the sphere of my throat. iii. when you touch me, i come alive with the untranslatable. i am a system of sparks, all exploding against the night sky, all believing themselves to be suns. iv. my mouth is numb with wanting. i test it out on my dull tongue. i don’t know how to say “i love you” with enough inflection that you hear the truth of it, that you understand what i’m saying. i love you. i love you. i love you. v. i hold your hand and stare into your eyes and feel myself spilling over. ti amo. je t'adore. ich liebe dich. how do you say the feeling of a sucker punch, the smell of jasmine tea, the bright presence of a body, the magnetic swing of a person you are caught in - the awareness, always, of how close, of how far, of how full of need you are. vi. we are lying beside each other and making the universe seem benevolent. i find tiny words surfacing on the ocean of my teeth, all too small to be the tsunami inside of me. my hands on you, my heart weak. you were the earthquake that changed the landscape of me. there are mountains trying to escape me. vii. i love you. te amo. i love you. je t'aime. i love you viii. completely.

a poet’s lack in speaking // r.i.d (via inkskinned)