[sunsetsn-selflove]

you’ll find it’s true that sometimes the things you love the most are those you are most scared of.

[sunsetsn-selflove]

Self-love is a natural and useful attitude which is wrongly censured

Aristotle (Politics II. 5 1263a40-b5)

[talltalememory]

[novemberof1997]

It is so cruel that we think we’re wasting time when we’re doing something that we love and that does not have any materialistic returns

[h-ighaf]

Can someone take me to the ocean? I need to have a break from everything.

[goodreadss]

“Be of good heart.”

—

[sandylamu]

[sunsetsn-selflove]

“if you'd just take off your mask

you'd find out that everything's gone wrong”

[mondlichty]

[netristezzanedoloresolonostalgia]

voglio andare al mare e ascoltare, in silenzio

[laragazzaocchiprato]

[thethoughtfulbitch]

When I was in High school

My teacher told me

That the human heart

Was about the same size

As the fist a person could make

So I looked at my small hands

At the small fist I made

And I wondered if my heart would grow

with my hand too

And maybe that's why

We hold hands

To see if our hearts match

And maybe thats why

Letting go hurts so much

The first time I saw Love

I saw his hands were big

Way bigger than my still tiny hands

And I told him

About my theory

He smiled and made my hand

Into a fist

And then ensheathed it

In a fist of his own

And said,

"Look, your heart fits in mine"

[sunsoakedthoughts]

“We are messy haired and freckle faced, tan lines and sunburns and dirt under our nails. We are fingers clasped around steaming styrofoam cups of instant hot chocolate, wrapped in blankets and sat in the dirt in front of a bonfire. We are dirt covered bluejeans and dripping wet gloves, rolled up sleeves of a hoodie already spattered with mud. The wind blows against our faces, hair breaking free from its ponytail and brushing against chapped lips upturned in a smile. We are wild and loud and messy and joyful and we are alive. We are brushed hair and made up faces now, fading tans and cleaned up nails. We are glasses of filtered water filled with ice, drank at a granite counter in a warm and sunlit kitchen. We are skinny jeans and flannels and leather boots, suede jackets and knit sweaters and not wearing something if there’s a stain on it. We sit inside, away from the wind, remembering the time we climbed into the sky and felt truly on top of the world. Thinking of the time we immersed ourselves in the dust and could only think of how clean we felt inside. Now, we are quiet and thoughtful and so missing that place, but yes, we are still alive.”

— alive // c.r.h.

[nofeelingsnoproblemss]

“We live for crazy, careless summer nights, that always fade into memories, which bring us the feelings that we crave since then.”

— i wanna live in those moments forever..

[vomitingwords]

"Well then, I need to find another galaxy to live in." he said, almost smiling even if he's still hurting. She looked at him, confused at what he's saying. She silently waited for him until he continued, "Because maybe in another galaxy, maybe in another world, there's you and me. Together. Not like this. Not ending up as if we never knew each other. Not ending up as if we could never understand one another. Not ending up, breaking each other." he sighed and slowly stood up, brought his hands to his pockets so she couldn't see how they are shaking trembly because of what he's currently feeling, then he finally said, "I hope I could bring you with me." he took one step and turned at her, he waved goodbye, then he said, "Where we can make it work."

I'll go, I wish with you. // ma.c.a

[chiaranaomii]

She was always searching for boys with blue eyes

Maybe because she loved the sea

More than anything else

And losing herself in bright blue

Felt like running into waves

Or maybe because she loved the sky

And everytime someone glanced at her

With the colour of heaven

She felt free

But the day she looked in his

She forgot the sea, the sky

And suddenly she found everything

In dark brown

Without knowing she searched for it

-c.n

[lohver]