akane

for our stars, my sun and his moon.

[loveliest-suggestions]

There is a song lyric that goes "Out of these ashes, beauty will rise." I just wrote the "Beauty Will Rise" part on my hand. Why? because in every life, there are hardships. In every life, we can doubt ourselves. In every life, there are ashes. But something beautiful will come out of the ashes. Something amazing will come out of the hard times. That is what I think about, and you should think about it too. Just remember: Beauty Will Rise.

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[theislandsheart-deactivated2018]

each choices book summarized in a sentence

the freshman: group of college students who never attend class but still aren’t failing

the royal romance: american who refers to royalty as “my dude” somehow captures the heart of a prince

red carpet diaries: woman lands the lead role in a movie two minutes after deciding to become an actress

endless summer: mtv spring break

high school story: high school which is nothing like a high school

#lovehacks: people who have never worked a day in their life rent the most expensive apartments in america

the haunting of braidwood manor: girl thinks solution to finding closure for brother’s death is to visit a haunted house

home for the holidays: town where it’s christmas 365 days a year

rules of engagement: woman needs to find a husband by the end of the summer so she can secure her inheritance and all of the men actually think she loves them

hero: superhero book in which you don’t get to choose your own superpower captures the essence of choices: stories you play

most wanted: there’s no statement just bring it back

it lives in the woods: a bunch of teens rekindle their friendship just to not give a fuck about u when u die

[minkyuanim]

One of the stories I’ve been developing in the back of my mind. He’s a half-elf and she’s a magic-wielding mermaid, and together as the last remnants of their species, they journey in search for their kin and the mysterious place they’ve disappeared to, while protecting themselves from the dangers of the humans that hunt them.

[wistfulwisp]

Who are you, really? by Madisen Kuhn

👍

[wistfulwisp]

poetry rec: any of the poems by spoken-word poet sarah kay.

✌️

[loviely]

poem about falling out of love????

“I feel love at the pit of my throat every time I swallow and I feel it drop slowly to my feet, like the rhythm to my heartbeat or to the steps of you leaving, I’ll love you always even if you’re falling to the ground, out of love, away from me.”

[baywrites]

For the first time

I was actually vulnerable.

For the first time

I was scared.

Thankfully no one could

Read my heart.

Sometimes the deepest

Feelings are never shared.

[wnq-writers]

You weren’t ready to love, and I wasn’t ready to be hurt.

lipstaen (via wnq-writers)

[queeragainsthumanity]

8.15.17 Moments

I tiredly whisper stories to you as you doze off. Feet touching, an act of support while I rub his back. I’m dangerous at night when I’m tired, but I can’t be tired while he needs me. I lay my head on your lap afterwards, I’m in and out of sleep but the things he said weigh heavily on my mind. I’m touched and hurting, for myself and him. But your presence bolsters me. Thank you.

[honeybeesss]

i want someone to take me apart — piece by piece — and put me back to a normal state. clear my eyes, make the world less fuzzy and give my dull skin a shine. it’s all worth it, if it means i’ll feel better

b.y.

[wnq-writers]

When I learned to love myself, it was a battle of acceptance and rejection. Accepting my flaws and rejecting the person, who they wanted me to be.

lipstaen (via wnq-writers)

[akaoliviajade]

here i am  immortalizing you  with my words and you forgot the way my name  tasted on your tongue.

[lntroductions]

And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.

lntroductions.tumblr.com (via lntroductions)

[wnq-writers]

writing about my past is opening wounds that i thought were healed. it’s much too painful and vivid. i’m hoping after this - some closure can happen.

flawedconqueror 

[thelovejournals]

One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure for loneliness, and shame, and sorrow. But some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths about yourself are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. And some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

[thequotejournals]

You will fall in love with someone who’s cold and always seemingly pushing you away. When all is said and done, they will be forever known as the one person you couldn’t get to love you. Unfortunately, it will hurt and sting worse than the good ones, the ones that chopped up your meat for you and picked out an eyelash from your eye and were nice to your mother, because love often feels like a game we need to win.

Ryan O’Connell, The People You Will Fall in Love With in Your 20s (via seulray)

[wont-time-love-us]

The weight is gone. he’s not in your life anymore. flirt with the boy in your chemistry class and talk about him with your best friend at lunch. realize how good it feels to have moved on. delete all of your old messages. delete his number from your phone and don’t write it down anywhere. stop looking for his car whenever you’re out driving. he’s never going to pull into your driveway with an apology at the ready. he’s never gonna fuckin miss you. and that’s fine. that’s fine. you can still wear your shirt that has that band he likes because he doesn’t own anything in your life. you can still see that basketball logo without feeling like throwing up. he doesn’t own that either. it’s okay to miss it sometimes. but never try to go back. don’t romanticize this past year because he never loved you. and you never loved him. you were just kids, that’s all. you didn’t know any better. you couldn’t have.

he was never that good at caring anyway– lily rain