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October has been brisk, carrying rain like silver coins. But everything is familiar and worn.
Its one of those moments when you think about later, you wish you could have savored each second of it. Thats how I feel when I am with you. Every kiss, every stare, every touch, every smile… I dont want to take any of it for granted. So when it does come the time that you are no longer mine, I wont have any regrets and I will be able to look back and just smile.
Poem/Drabble #141 No Regrets - 11.24.14 (via midnightsruby)
I’ll never be busy enough to not miss you.
M.K (via highrapunzel)
You make me feel like home. You make me feel that the world is not strange.
Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anthony Hecht (via violentwavesofemotion)
Faith in God includes faith in his timing.
Neal A. Maxwell (via wordsthat-speak)
My mother and father held hands. I wondered what that was like, to hold someone’s hand. I bet you could sometimes find all of the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe (via rhiasofia)
I can’t wait to teach my kids to love life. To not hate the rain when it falls, but to run out without an umbrella and without a coat and just dance. I can’t wait to show them the beauty of the world in the middle of all the pain. To venture them out into the unknown. To experience the beauty of standing at the top of a mountain, but also the incredible experience of standing in the middle of a city with people flooding all around you, making you feel so minuscule but also so exhilarating. I’m so excited to love. love, love, love. To hold them until they fall asleep, and watch marathons of their favorite movies when they’re feeling sick. To go on long drives and blast Disney music the whole way. To laugh. to laugh laugh laugh. Laugh at life’s little mistakes, rather than getting worked up about them. Life is so wonderful, and growing up I often forgot that. I can’t wait to change that for my kids, to allow them to feel free to be who they are. To let them know that the only thing that is stopping them from changing the world is themselves. To show them how proud I am for pushing through the hard times, and still remaining thankful. I can’t wait.
Children are the future, and I’m so excited for mine. (via melaniejoyous)
This morning you are stuck in my blood and clinging to my bones. You are tangled like a baby bird in my hair and I don’t think you have any intention of leaving - don’t go! Please don’t fly away.You put your soft lips to my ear and I hear my hard heart beating in my head. I listen to the ocean crack in your mouth, crashing me back to shore.
baby’s ear | ishani jasmin (via ishanijasmin)
I wish I had kissed you when we were children When I was a boy and you were a girl and we were just budding flowers untrammeled by the boots of this world I would have I should have Had I the nerve I wish I had kissed you when you fell for my friend When we made the wrong choices we needed to make to lead us directly to this point in time so many years down the line I would have I should have Had I the vision I wish I had kissed you when I had you rapt in the kitchen collecting every word like precious jewels and egging me on with your laughter I would have I should have Had I the calm I wish I had kissed you this morning When I opened my eyes to the sunrise of your smile and my body was warmed by the beat of your heart I wish I were kissing you now
Max Mundan, I Wish I Had Kissed You
© David Rutter 2014
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You firestar. Pool of moonburst. You turned my skin to dust.
Jeanann Verlee, from “Finally I Allow Him The Pen” (via themooncriedout)
Tell them you don’t know how Eve felt when she saw Adam in one hand, and the rest of the fucking universe in the other. Tell them you don’t know how Eve felt when she wanted the universe.
Caitlyn Siehl, Maybe Eve Was a Wild Thing (via thatsyourgold)
guys my friend dannie kost, a 14 year old blond transboy, is missing and he was last seen in his house in Niles last night, I think he ran away and if you live in the northeast ohio area please please please look out for him I don’t know how that would help but I’m really freaking out and I hope nothing bad has happened to him, apparently I was the last person texted on his phone?? and he didn’t say anything about where he was going or even that he was going anywhere but please reblog it helps a lot thank you
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Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Kait Rokowski (via stolenwine)
And I think I’m over you. And I think I’m okay. But then I realize that the eyes I was drawing in my notebook in the middle of class have got that same droopy look around the edges that you had at four in the morning before you fell asleep on me. And I got this song stuck in my head on wednesday and I was humming it all day until I finally remembered that it was the song you played from me the night my mom crashed her car. I think you’re still in me. I can’t get you out. You’re still there in the little nooks and cracks of my body and no matter how many times I bleed myself dry or peel my skin from my bones, I can never seem to get all of you out. There are always traces of you. I haven’t seen you in six months. I still see you everywhere.
Oh god what if I never forget (via extrasad)