mely

[charl0ttan]

the way that the open window at nighttime will generate smells that only existed in a dream from when you were 8

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— v, how i see her (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[diary-of-alice]

the melancholic brunette in me recognizes the melancholic brunette in you

[littmel15-blog]

Cosmic mystery, fate even.

Weird i’d call it.

Weird that i love you more than i’ve ever loved to breathe.

Weird that you a total stranger, are the reason for my bane existence

Or weirder that i’d trust you with my life even though i’ve only known you less than half of it.

I love that i get to love you, let alone have a complete and utter stranger, someone who was once foreign to my body and soul choose to love me everyday on days i don’t deserve to be.

[littmel15-blog]

I kissed you, and you smiled in your sleep. I wonder if you dreamt of me.

[hangsawoman]

i hope that when i die there will be an apartment with everyone i’ve ever loved in it and we are together always

[choysum]

[septemberkisses]

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

[littmel15-blog]

I want someone who wants me as much as i want them. To fight for me when i want to leave, and hold me on days that are hard. I just want to finally be loved in the way that i so deeply love others.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

first date idea:

[littmel15-blog]

Somedays i feel like the world is mine.

That i am made for everything that it offers.

But most times i feel that i am fit for nothing.

Where do i belong?

[gnossienne]

John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany (1989)

[littmel15-blog]

am i in your head as much as your in mine?

[littmel15-blog]

There’s a universe where i took the road not taken, i may be a different person, may live someplace else. But here i am living this one with you.

[weary-hearted-art]

Johan Christian Dahl, Landscape at Nysutuen on Filefjell, 1850. Oil on board

[chillpotato]

Mieko Kawakami, from 'Heaven'

[moderndaymystic]

The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you

[littmel15-blog]

We weren’t born knowing, we were born to learn. But that’s the beauty of it, we are always being reborn.