littlewords

[just-six]

You confuse me more than math.

six word story // goat-window (via just-six)

[wnq-anonymous]

Be with someone who is good for your mental health.

Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

[thelovejournals]

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women (via thelovejournals)

[isaacwrites]

I shouldn’t’ve fallen as hard as I did for you.

Have fun in Colorado -@flat-spotz (via 10wordpoems)

[linetteyde]

Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks.

Christina Yang (via linetteyde)

[radiantquotes]

I often wonder what it would be like if things played out perfectly for us.

(via radiantquotes)

[safeguards]

[diedinpompeji-deactivated201505]

PLUTO 2015

NASA

[wand-erin-gs]

I AM SCREAMING OH MY GOODNESS

[aquariusdegel]

OH MY GOD DO YOU GUYS UNDERSTAND HOW AMAZING THIS IS I HAVE BEEN READING ASTRONOMY BOOKS FOR YEARS AND EVERYTIME THERE’S JUST A PIXELLY BLUR FOR PLUTO NOT ANYMORE. NEVER AGAIN.

[couldbealone]

[forgottengenres]

I was full of letters I hadn’t sent you.

Anne Sexton (via thatlitsite)

[words-of-emotion]

[forgottengenres]

I never feel that it’s finished, but you have to stop somewhere.

Annie Proulx  (via thatlitsite)

[forgottengenres]

Beware of anything that you hear yourself saying often.

Susan Sontag (via thatlitsite)

[permanent-vacation]

If you can see a future without me and that doesn’t break your heart then we’re not doing what I thought we were doing here.

That 70’s Show.

I feel this quote on so many levels

(via floreali)

[bookmania]

Excerpt from A Lover’s Discourse by Roland Barthes

[connotativewords]

I could never say we were just friends. Not by the way you set alarms off in every sleeping nerve in my body. Not by the way your body became a temple for my eyes. Not by the way I’d suffocate at the idea of you belonging to someone else. Not by the way bloodbaths would rush through my veins because my heart couldn’t tame itself. I could never say we were just friends. Because in the end, ‘just’ means ‘only’. And you were never only anything – you were everything.

Connotativewords | jl | Injustice (via connotativewords)

[forgottengenres]

I recognized this as an achievement that would soon be mine to brag about. This wasn’t love. This wasn’t a connection between two people.

Anonymous  (via thatlitsite)