lately, these pass few days have been excruciatingly annoying in many aspects, but hey, at least i'm acing my bio class! and i'm going to a rave this saturday with my best friend <3
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lately, these pass few days have been excruciatingly annoying in many aspects, but hey, at least i'm acing my bio class! and i'm going to a rave this saturday with my best friend <3
Well, I just applied to my first university (transfer student, whoop whoop) and that was fucking easy lmao. Too easy...
Bleh, sorry for not being active in almost two weeks. Busy, busy, busy days and months coming up and I've just been feeling tuned down. I hope all is well, lovely souls! <3 ^ ^
I heard an airplane passing overhead. I wished I was on it.
Charles Bukowski (via sylviaplant)
I dream about your heart blooming to the Sun’s heat like a Spring flower.
Daily Haiku # 29 (via youshouldacceptchaos)
He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.
Jean Luc Godard (via eyelovelisa)
A Promise
Adieu, adieu, adieu; I shall see you in the next life, where you will be mine and not his half.
His Gift To Me
He wrote an endless river of sonnets on to my delicate flesh, until they started to burn like old runes
You’ll be fine, shh. He assured me.
What did you write? I asked. You’ll see.
When I left his bed and walked under the haze of cream-colored clouds and a sun so decorated, did I view the world ever so differently
Beautiful. I whispered.
Because after leaving the warmth of his fingers, I’ve realized that he had written paradise over and over.
In the dead of night I’ll meet you in my sleep And in the morning light You’ll wake up next to me Like a dream come true I’ll take you where I roam Then follow you back home
Can I send my parents to a camp on how to not make your child feel like shit and how to properly communicate and address topics well
Say Lou Lou | Julian
The arms of the sun comfortably greets me hello, like an old friend.
my head’s become a smokey midnight bar, with dreams stumbling around; numb.
me (via punkrot143-ryan-miller)
I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.
Anaïs Nin (via dieworten)
Our feet take root in prayer-soaked earth and our lips meet like old friends. In this place of joy and grief and worship my lips remember yours. As the proud sun winks at the river your lips remember mine.
There are times when I want to flash forward years later to avoid this bullshit happening in the present. To avoid the consequences and emotions. But who knows what's in the future? Maybe something worse, who knows. Life is unpredictable and fucks us all a lot. But it's okay.