When you look at me, what do you see?

Once I was asked to describe myself with an object. Anything I can create with a piece of paper. I could draw or write or fold or crumple it. Nothing came to mind. All I got was a blank, and then I realized, "I don't know who or what I am." Never bothered to find out. So I gave them my answer: I am a blank. An empty, colorless, meaningless blank struggling to become something, anything else. I'm getting there, I promise you. Hello. This is where you will find the little bits and pieces of a multi-digitalized identity. Really, all I can offer you are some of the musings of yet another random hopeless romantic. However, if you're good with that, then please--by all means--allow me to keep you company.

[thxntph0bia]

[poemswords]

[lovelysuggestions]

I know you’re worried, but you can do this. You will get through this. You will survive.

[gosh]

via weheartit

[poemswords]

[coral]

I’d miss a thousand sunsets just to look at your eyes.

[poemswords]

[geo-wee-deactivated20150720]

君じゃないなら 意味は無いのさ

If it isn’t you, then what’s the point?

[flowersforrthemoon]

“Don’t promise me the moon or the stars. Just promise you’ll stay under them with me forever.”

— (via leohearts)

[neckkissesandcoffee-deactivated]

Written for Alexa Chung by Alex Turner.

[thehopefulhello]

[minuty]

[tenwordstories]

“You’ve been gone for quite awhile and I miss you.”

Ten Word Stories #544

[iglovequotes]

http://iglovequotes.net/

[knowing]

[rogueonme]

To me love is simple; the ones who truly love birds will never keep one in a cage for their own pleasure.

r.iver, January 26, 2018 - Birds (via rivrogue)

[thegoodvybe]