what a beautiful mess

23. Boston➡Youngstown. Lesbian. She/her. Sagittarius. Beach Enthusiast. Introvert. Feminist. Realist. Adventurer. Logophile. Someday I'm going to travel the world.

[fckedyouth]

“In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn’t matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.”

—

[purplebuddhaproject]

“No matter how much you revisit the past, there is nothing new to see.”

— Robert Tew (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[books-n-quotes]

“I am running away but I prefer to call it a strategic retreat.”

— Tennessee Williams, The Selected Letters: 1920-1945

[wnq-writers]

“You must understand, I miss you even though I’ve gone silent.”

— N.M.Sanchez

[i124you]

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[mattressmoney]

To all of my california friends who can’t miss fireflies because they haven’t ever seen them.

[eroscestlavie]

^ what? do they not have fireflies in CA??????????

[gallusrostromegalus]

Nope! They don’t really live west of the rockies.  The first time I saw them in Ohio, I thought I was hallucinating.

[jessiiboo]

Never stop showing you love her.

Write her long paragraphs

Ask her how her day is

Always make sure she’s okay

Text her drive safe

or

I miss you

Always I miss you

Because that means you’re thinking of her.

[wnq-writers]

@wnq-writers 

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[dxstorms]

do u ever just get so amazed by how beautiful someone is and it’s like every single time you look at them or see them smile u can’t help but smile too bc wow 

[oliverswinford-deactivated20190]

You don’t meet people by accident.

(via haazelgreen)

[kristensnotebook]

I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love. I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights. I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love. I want to know you, the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless.  I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.

Kristen Costello (via kristensnotebook)

[anxiousbutconfident]

when lazy kissing gets intense with that deep breath and hip pull

[androgynous--being]

Neeeed

[fkn-ruude]

god damn she’s everything I’ve been waiting for

[wnq-writers]

I don’t hate you; I hate what you did.

christopherpoetry, Façade (via wnq-writers)

[minuty]

Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.

Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies (via minuty)

[studyblr]

there are four types of people:

neon signs, biting your lip, adrenalin, late night talks, vintage vinyls, raspberries

journals and stationery, whispers, feeling sleepy, browsing wikipedia for 2 hours, streets in foreign cities, sculptures

daisies, the sound of laughter, pressed flowers, genuine compliments, oversized sweaters

marble, sarcasm, old books, lightning, skyscrapers, crystals, proving them wrong

[purplebuddhaproject]

https://www.instagram.com/pbuddhaproject/

[wordsnquotes]

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via wordsnquotes)