“I am my own person, before I was ever yours.”
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we're not kids anymore.
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@in-imitable
“I am my own person, before I was ever yours.”
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Let’s get married⭐️
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I can never thank you enough for always being my light.
It’s always going to keep raining for me.
I love you, but I love myself more.
Él es el amor de mi vida, pero no en esta vida.
N.M.Sanchez (via wakeupnat)
The person who broke your heart can never fix it, remember.
Kriti.G (via quotemadness)
You left me hanging by a thread, so I decided to cut myself loose.
You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely. You must remember when she forgets. You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention. She remembers when you forget. You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good. You must learn her. You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept. And, this is how you keep her.
Junot Diaz- This is How you Lose Her (via thewordsfrommyheart-blog)
I was looking for love in all the wrong places. It was inside of me all along.
I'll never find another love like yours, and that's okay. It's what makes yours special.
Even after the hell that we’ve been through, I am still able to love you.
I was so alone that every day was like eating my own heart.
Junot Diaz, This Is How You Lose Her (via hereislight)
I fell in love with you in the Spring. You broke my heart in the summer. And continued to break it every season since.
Not only am I happy with you, but I'm finally happy with myself.
Christmas is here and I can't sleep. I feel lonely because I can't spend Christmas with the one I love the most and instead I'm spending it surrounded by people I barely know. This happens every year and I know that I should be used to it. But I literally just wish I was at home with you for Christmas. There's no place I'd rather be than in your arms.