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Cat line art, Minimalist cat art ( Printable Wall Art, Modern Home Decor, Modern room Decor, Wall Art Prints, Hand Drawing Wall Art, Cat Pri
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When the comets you collide with no longer burn and bruise craters into your skin, you’re no longer the person you used to be.
Sometimes you got to bruise before you heal by @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
She wants to run far away where she can reach the edge of the sky, cover herself with the sun’s rays, and stretch herself so that she consumes your whole universe.
But you’re afraid she will dig caves into your heart and leave behind craters decorating your skin. @jwfeelings - message me a word and i’ll write about it (via jwfeelings)
It’s haunting me. This feeling of nostalgia that walks behind me like a shadow and stares at me like it’s seen me before.
everyday is like deja vu, when will i change @jwfeelings - message me a word and i’ll write about it (via jwfeelings)
Ever since she swallowed the universe, she had clouds trapped in her stomach and the taste of metal running against her tongue. But one day, she knows the sun will burn her throat and flowers will grow in her lungs.
Submission: The Universe and Her @jwfeelings - message me a word and I’ll write about it (via jwfeelings)
I want you to cry for me. I want you to rage at me. I want you to tear down the image you built of me. So you can open your eyes and stare at the liar you never thought could ever be me.
Submission: Imposter Syndrome @jwfeelings - message me a word and I will write about it (via jwfeelings)
It’s all just wrong here. The buildings are crooked, and the people are close minded. Do you want to leave and never come back? The universe knows I’m not happy here, so yeah I want to leave and run far away. And where would you run to? A place where ruins don’t exist in people.
from a book I might write by @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
I’m pollution. The kind that will clog your pores and suffocate your lungs. But you still cared for me even when I’m filled your tongue with tar.
you’re a mystery | @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
Sometimes this world just confuses me so much to the point that I question my purpose. I guess that’s why we’re given a life. We’re given the chance to uncover the mystery that is our life, and I guess that gives us meaning.
from a book I might write @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
They say storms never mix with the sun. But when the sun rays cut through the hurricane, the grounds get stable and the sky goes clear.
it’s been raining for a while. the sky takes on the same hue everyday. the window is foggy not with my breath but yours. you finally came back. @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
They say he only sets his sights on ruins but she’s not built on unstable grounds.
his mind only reaches the surface not the foundation that constructs the depth within you @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
We’re staring at art like we understand it. We look at ourselves and pretend that we understand the depths and ridges within us. That’s what makes us similar to art. We act like we get each other but we really don’t.
where we are the only ones at the museum and you’re staring more at me than the art i’m staring at the wall but my thoughts paint pictures of You @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
If our dreams came true, we would be legends. They keep on saying that in this part of town your dreams will only kill you. But don’t you see! We’re the lucky ones because we actually do have dreams.
from a book I might write @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
Wouldn’t it be nice to just wake up? Yeah, we do that everyday already. No, I mean to really wake up and not feel the pressure of yesterdays thoughts creeping up. Life would be so much calmer.
from a book I might write @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
They’re staring at each other like how an artist stares at their masterpiece.
there’s an art in the way they love by @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
Maybe in the beginning our lives just didn’t make sense together.“ “What do you mean?” “Maybe we met at the wrong time, where our minds weren’t on the same page and our hearts were looking for other things.” “Do you think now is a good time?” “Yeah, it’s perfect.”
from a book I might write by @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)
We met in the dark remember? Our stomachs were full of nothing but our minds were crammed with thoughts. It was a time where we were both sinking in the same ocean. Yeah I remember. But now we’re here touching the heat of the sun. And we’ll keep on climbing until it’s all we feel.
from a book I might write | @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)