trying on a metaphor

blake kathryn
DEAR READER
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Three Goblin Art
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if i look back, i am lost

@theartofmadeline
todays bird
noise dept.
wallacepolsom
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

#extradirty

shark vs the universe
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Janaina Medeiros
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
taylor price
almost home
Xuebing Du
seen from United States

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seen from Maldives

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@itstheboywander
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack - and then gently pour your love into that crack.
Keith Miller (via thehopefulquotes)
I can’t help but wonder how things could be for us if we gave things a try now that we’re no longer kids, now that we’ve had time to grow.
Within the next 6 months, I will be flourishing greater than I ever have in my life.
“So relax, breathe, and be good to yourself… Remember, you are still healing, and there are still some wounds in your mind that need your attention and care. It’s okay to prioritize your inner peace and mental clarity before you get out there and chase your success.”
— Juansen Dizon
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
— Louise Erdrich
Paul Biva (French, 1851-1900), Poppy flowers.
Landscapes.
Different love languages:
Knowing someone’s coffee/food order
“Saw this and thought of you” texts
Falling asleep on their shoulder
“Drive safe” and “text me when you get home”
Having nicknames for eachother
“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”
— Sylvia Plath (via naturaekos)
“Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.”
— Rumi (via goodreadss)
can we all agree that pressing foreheads together is an underrated act of affection??
us, simple minded 21st century bisexuals: i play for both teams
james dean, genius: