patiently waiting

21- I'd like my name to be what people look for at libraries and are seen reading at coffee shops.

[mysoulachestobeheard]

Life is so much easier when you have a dog to fall asleep to.

[flaws-in-icarus-deactivated2018]

[mysoulachestobeheard]

My life lately

[wordsnquotes]

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.

Sade Andria Zabala (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

Don’t you ever let another human being tear you apart. Remember that you have claws and teeth, too. Remember that you are better off whole.

Trista Mateer, The Dogs I Have Kissed (via wordsnquotes)

[purplebuddhaproject]

Beginning today, treat everyone you meet as if they were going to be dead by midnight. Extend to them all the care, kindness and understanding you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again.

Og Mandino (via purplebuddhaproject)

[mysoulachestobeheard]

Dear ex, who’s not even an ex, but probably should be;

I loathe the idea of me always holding onto us- because we never happened, and it has both of us strung out on hope that one day maybe we will.

Because after a year of being with the ‘perfect girl’ as your social media websites confirm- I still find your name casually blinking across my phone,

and when I open it I’m victim to the words of “we used to be so good together, I miss that.” Sometimes you even blame yourself and say that you “really missed out on something great”.

And I know then, that I really missed out on something great too.

But I’m tired of being hopelessly hung up on seeing you pop in to my life any time you choose.

I am so tired of talking every single moment for a week until she sees my name in your recents and you disappear.

And yes, you always come back in some for or another, And I won’t even act like I’m not thankful- Like it doesn’t drive me mad, Like I don’t love the fact that you’re just as drawn to me as I am to you. But I know it’s the hopeless romantic in me that believes we’re meant to be. I know that if by chance you lost her, and I lost him. Or in some other universe, where we could exist together, I know we wouldn’t work. I know we thirst for people we can’t have until we have them. I know I only want you because I’ve yet to have you and the idea of never knowing is what keeps me holding on. I know that if I lost him but gained you, I wouldn’t be complete like I dream of being. I know I’d miss him once I had you. I know I’d write about him, instead of you.

[mysoulachestobeheard]

I do fear that I am someone that no one needs, or rather someone that needs no one.

That my heart is too big, that my soul craves to wonder too far and won't come back.

Your soul is an adrenaline junkie; waiting for me to lose my grip and give in to you,

but my soul has plans and places it wants to see.

My soul is a wanderer who doesn't want to be tied to one town, with one boy.

But if you asked my heart, she'd jump at the sound of your voice and say she’d marry you today, right this minute.

But you see- my soul and my heart don't agree

and your soul is kicking himself, wishing I was something much different than me.

[purplebuddhaproject]

http://ift.tt/1UmY79S

[wnq-writers]

How to Survive: Fall so madly in love with yourself that you won’t let anything destroy you, not even yourself.

iammyss  (via wnq-writers)

[mysoulachestobeheard]

I'm terrified that you're slipping through my fingers as I write this, That your small lungs feel crushed by the pressure being weighed upon your small frame and it's slowly caving in. I'm not ready to lose you, To no longer feel your weak hugs filled with so much warmth. I still want the multiple texts a day, And the long voicemails about your day. I want the silly letters in the mail, And the laugh you make when you're startled by what I say. I don't want to lose you and then have to imagine your presence next to me when I come home for the weekend. You're so strong, but your body is fading each time I see you. You're so trusting of life, And you love with all your soul. I'm not ready to lose all that. You are so important to me. You're not supposed to leave me yet.

[poems-and-words]

[mysoulachestobeheard]

I think we love more surely when we’re told not to,

I think we choose hearts that aren’t ready to be chosen,

I think we fall for the I love you’s and I’m sorry’s from those who have never told a truth in the world.

And I think we know we’re doing it. I think it’s wild and uncertain and it terrifies us.

It makes me weak in the knees every time you pass me without acknowledgement.

You’re a challenge that every girl has tried to conquer and I promise I’m so sure I’ll win.

You’ll give me your heart only to ask for it back a few months later.

Maybe if I’m lucky you’ll wait 2 years and decide you’re ready for a change.

Because I fell for a boy who doesn’t know what he wants until he has it and throws it away.

I love him so strong and so stubbornly, I can hear my moms heart break when I speak his name.

I’ve chosen an untamable heart, I know.

and it's terrifying but I'm not at all ready to let it go.

[findingwordsforthoughts]

stop trying to control women’s bodies 2k15

[books-n-quotes]

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via books-n-quotes)

[mysoulachestobeheard]

Life is hard enough- don't choose to love someone who treats you like you're ordinary.

[mysoulachestobeheard]

I wonder how often you’d stop to save me if you knew the battle I had raging within.

I wonder if you’d do anything to change this if you knew just how deadly it is.

Because right now you tell me you’re sorry and that I should cheer up but you don’t see that you’re only pushing me further into a downward spiral of hatred and guilt,

Because my god, do you really think I want to feel this way?

And maybe I seem dramatic by the words I say but if you felt it you’d say you feel the same way.

So if I shut you out it’s truly not all my fault,

Why would I chose someone like you to guard my heart if you can’t even fathom the hell I'm sinking in?

You make me feel dirty and broken, like who I am is in dire need of a fix and do you see how perplexing that is?

To perpetuate the ways I already feel but then continue to tell me how much you love me?

To think that what I feel is just excuse after excuse yet at the end of the day you’re still choosing me to come home to?

No you’re nonchalantly pulling at the knife you’ve stabbed into me as if what you’re doing has no way with me.

But I wonder if you knew that it did, if you knew how much control you have, if you’d choose to use it differently.

I wonder if you’d really save me, Or just tell me you’re sorry and that I should really cheer up.

[baby--veins]

he calls me his pretty lady and it makes me feel like porcelain, reminds me of two a.m dances in my living room beside a single candle that took four tries and one burnt finger to light. when we sleep, he wraps his arms around my hips and holds me as if I am at risk of breaking. I wrap my wrists in his t-shirt and hold the cloth to my face; one night while drunk I admitted it was so I wouldn’t wake up alone. I haven’t yet. he holds my face when he kisses me, gently and firmly and his eyes catch mine. the movies weren’t kidding about getting tingles in your fingers or butterflies in your stomach because I feel both of these things whenever his lips touch mine. and maybe love is still a pretty foreign concept to me, because I’ve spent eighteen years of my life listening to my brother cry because she left, comforting my best friends who thought they weren’t enough, piecing together the broken bits of my parents and I may still find glass in my shoes some nights but I am learning how to stop the bleeding. it’s working. I am adapting. so maybe this is what I’ve been waiting for. and oh god, was it ever worth it.

the wolf boy series // a.m (via baby--veins)