[braindomme-deactivated20140201]

[negriss-blog]

[seedy]

me

[nasikimi-blog]

I am not living until I do all the things I vowed I wouldn't do.

[nasikimi-blog]

I wish I could have told every doctor about you. That you could easily be the reason why my heart fails on it self.  It could be something about your eyes, that no drug could do as much damage as you do. God I'll do anything to take this taste of you off of my lips, but my mouth is raw and seems to need you endlessly. You know, I still flinch at the touch of your fingertip on my stomach- short of breath at 2am when I remember the feeling of you lips against my neck, or when we drive to the beach and stare at the fireworks. I feel like a grain of sand floating in the ocean. A lot of my time is spent staring at the sky - mostly because its ungraspable - just like us.

A.R.N.H (the ultimate love poem- made by the sea)

[paintingses]

Study of a Woman’s Head (Philomèle et Progné) by William Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905)

oil on canvas. 1861 

[wordsnquotes]

looking at you it occurred to me I could sit around all day wearing nothing but your kiss.

Shane Koyczan, “Skin 2” (via wordsnquotes)

[nasikimi-blog]

too clear to be tru

[claudemonet-art]

Water Lilies, 1899

Claude Monet

[wnq-anonymous]

Nothing holds you back more than your own insecurities.

Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

[northmagneticpole]

Han Starnes FW15

[nasikimi-blog]

yes of course I am lost, you have held me in your palms and now I can't find my way out of it.

A.R.N.H (3 days)

[jaded-mandarin]

William Larkin. Detail from Portrait of Anne Clifford, 1618.

[kosmosinsel-blog]

[leventricule]

I will not apologize for my feelings anymore.

8 word story (via silver-lux)

[wordsnquotes]

Too much of me was lost in the vision of what somebody else wanted me to be.

William Chapman (via wordsnquotes)

[nasikimi-blog]

I’ve done this a million times. Don’t try to tell me it is wrong, I know it’s wrong. But God how do I tell myself no. I swear I can see all my blood in my body. Filling up my eyes and down to my legs. My stomach is up to my neck and my mother must know that her daughter is crumbling apart. I wish when I closed my eyes I can see myself flying, but all I see is myself falling. There is only a whisper until my mind eclipses.

A.R.N.H (I wasn't done but I guess now I have to be)

[criisreverte]

i keep posting pics from my new york trip but look how pretty the view from my apartment is!!