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— Bruce Adler (via wnq-writers)

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“You are not a stepping stone to me. You are who I want my home to be.”
— Bruce Adler (via wnq-writers)
You ever have those nights that make you feel incredibly lonely despite knowing you have people who care about you? And for some reason you just want to lay in bed and not associate with anyone or do anything even though you know it’ll make yourself feel less that way.
why dont ppl do random things for me? u know. send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me $300,000
“You’re imperfect, and you’re wired for struggle, but you are worthy of love and belonging.”
— Brene Brown
“Love is your heart lying disillusioned to your thoughts due to the presence of something most unexpected. For under any other circumstance it simply does not do to defy the laws of survival. To lay the needs of another animal, of whom you have no biological responsibility for, ahead of your own requirements. Is it not most ludicrous? Should you desire to understand love remember that feeling overrides thought. We are consequence driven creatures and when pleasure is found we are most keen to come crawling back for more; with love each new fusion of chemicals brings a slightly different reaction more intricate and exciting than the last. It is the only time our drive for pleasure overpowers our drive for survival. Love is a mechanism we are yet to understand that holds an ability to shake us to the core. We do not control love, it controls us. To have the power to break another soul often leads us to destroy our own in panic. The disillusion leads to unexpected responses which can prove both wonderful and horrific. One day a person may jump in front of a car to protect their loved one, other days they may be the car. Love shall bring out the best and worst in an individual. There lies no person who can claim they have no weakness after falling in love. You cannot deny that love in its purest form is perhaps the most gut wrenching form of torture. But take the chemicals and the formulas and the explanations away and you’re left with two thirty seven year olds chasing each other around the apartment laughing until they fall legs entwined to the floor. You have two teenagers sitting in the library stealing glances at each other forgetting the book for all they desire to read is the other’s mind. You have an elderly couple with eyes that still glisten as if they were twenty three. So learn that this may never make any coherent sense and thus cannot truly be explained; how can we define love when love defines us?”
— DEFINE LOVE - a touching request by @mahhhhkhaela23 (via the-teenage-poet)
Reading about Frank Lloyd Wright is fun because articles about the man himself bang on about how he was a revolutionary genius and the quintessence of American architecture, but when you read up on individual projects, you keep running into anecdotes about how the contractor secretly modified the plans from Wright’s original designs in order to improve stability and/or the near-constant restoration efforts that have been required to prevent the thing from collapsing under its own weight - it’s like seeing a cautionary parable play out in tiny, tiny increments.
“People fall in and out of love all the time, and sometimes people have numerous loves throughout their lives. But you have two epic loves and no matter who you were with, I don’t think you’d ever get over or forget the other.”
— Molly McAdams, Taking Chances | @wordsnquotes