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His voice wasn’t human. It was the most powerful collection of feelings. Touching my body, my heart, my soul - touching me.
coloraurae (via wnq-writers)
Be happy for no reason, like a child. If you are happy for a reason, you’re in trouble, because that reason can be taken from you.
Deepak Chopra (via perrfectly)
I could never say we were just friends. Not by the way you set alarms off in every sleeping nerve in my body. Not by the way your body became a temple for my eyes. Not by the way I’d suffocate at the idea of you belonging to someone else. Not by the way bloodbaths would rush through my veins because my heart couldn’t tame itself. I could never say we were just friends. Because in the end, ‘just’ means ‘only’. And you were never only anything – you were everything.
Connotativewords | jl | Injustice (via connotativewords)
I pretend the crescent moon is the soft curve of your back and the stars are the twinkle in your eyes when you smile I pretend the crickets chirp to the tempo of your heart beating and the tree branches swaying are your hips as we dance I pretend the shooting star I just wished upon will hear my plea and you will soon be back in my arms again
Leigh, day 232 (via nothingwithoutwords)
The Color of Paradise/Rang-e Khodā/ رنگ خدا (Majid Majidi - 1999)
It was beautiful because it was honest and it was beautiful because it hurt and it was beautiful because you didn’t have to tell it to me.
James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via wildfairy)
Tear off your skin, the one other people built you, because the flowers you’ve planted are sprouting from your bones and they are so much more beautiful than the translucent paper stretched across your limbs Take the leash off of your tongue it’s not meant to be chained you could start wars you could heal nations if you just parted your lips and spoke Build your own house you don’t need anyone’s shelter so grab a ladder and a hammer and climb into the stars and nail a few into a home because that’s where you belong you are celestial and blazing and eternal Forge your own happiness fashion it out of your strengths and your flaws too that way it will be sturdy constant like the sky even if sometimes it’s a bit clouded over
A.O.A.M. || Create Yourself (via thehipsterconspiracy)
You should know… between your legs, lies a garden of tulips, And I can’t wait to kiss your (tu)-lips, Water you until wet, And lay over you like the Sun.
- Dean Steed, "Tulips" (via childofzami)
Your mouth doesn’t have to open to have conversations. Silence can be heavier and more meaningful than any word.
Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (124/366)
I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go I know nothing but I am here to learn.
Shane Koyczan (via words-and-coffee)