[d3ssins]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[softwaring]

[pochacco]

[shirlenelagria]

INDIGO

Shirlene Lagria

Among the beautiful colors of the rainbow,

One of which indicates the color of sorrow,

For so long ago, the skies turned to Indigo

That borrowed the joy, delight and glow of yellow.

  What the world only knew was that it was hollow,

Where there is nothing but a vast field of meadow,

Unknowingly they were the ones being shallow,

For they did not understand what’s deep down below.

  Deep down below was a vast sea of tomorrow,

Of which it may be woe, yet somehow it’s mellow.

The waters there trickled reflecting the night glow,

A piece of art, similar to Mr. Van Gough’s.

  Who would have thought that underneath of this shadow,

Is a hushed tune of a beautiful allegro?

That this wounded doe is just waiting to let go,

The graceful yet powerful leap she couldn’t show.

-elsa 

[hplyrikz]

You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy (via

hplyrikz

)

Clear your mind here

(via hplyrikz)

[hplyrikz]

This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.

Marianna Paige (via hplyrikz)

[hisandherquotes]

[lovemakesyouwonder]

18+

[softwaring]

[thepsychmind]

[thepsychmind]

Psychology facts here!

[roseblooms]

The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black

[hplyrikz]

I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.

Steve Maraboli (via hplyrikz)

[sleepin]

[actuates]

You fell in love with the artist, the one who, even after you broke their heart, made you look like something breathtaking, made you sound like a miracle. They wrote you a thousand poems, crafted you a million different ways, all making you exist within the lines of beauty. Do you know how lucky you are? To have broken the heart of someone, someone who will turn you into art? You’ve been alive before, but never like this.

Artists, Poets, All of Us. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)

[hplyrikz]

I can feel this heart inside me and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world and I also conclude that it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis.

Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus (via hplyrikz)

[ibreakps3andinternet-deactivate]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[soillseach]