Enlightenment Thru Espressiveness

[wanderlust-writer]

what happened to the soul that used to be ?😶😶😶

[wanderlust-writer]

time flies when you’re fucking stressed out and dying

[wanderlust-writer]

“I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane.” #andimeanit #mouthfulofforevers 🖤🖤🖤

[wanderlust-writer]

Hey there you Try to stand up on your own two feet, and, stumblin' Through the sky 🌌

[the-book-diaries]

I am too full of life to be half-loved.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Questions for Ada (via the-book-diaries)

[thislovethathurt]

“He smiled. And that’s the story of how I fell in love with him.”

–1:23 AM

[the-book-diaries]

Go on with what your heart tells you, or you will lose all.

Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief (via the-book-diaries)

[the-book-diaries]

I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.

Tana French, In The Woods (via the-book-diaries)

[kristensnotebook]

[ocean-butch]

“I’m sorry if I overwhelm you with the intensity of the love I feel for you. I understand. I know it’s a lot. It overwhelms me too. There are times when it makes me feel like my whole body is about to burst into flames.”

— But that’s when I love it the most.

[sixwordssayitall]

Some days you are too far and I miss you Others you are too close and I miss myself

@sixwordssayitall (via sixwordssayitall)

[wanderlust-writer]

when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I never hesitated - alive

jmb

[bestbitches208]

[what-strange-lives-we-live]

Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.

Charles Bukowski (via what-strange-lives-we-live)

[nitakaroliina]

This guy 👌🏿. #charlesbukowski #poem #quoteoftheday #qotd #bukowski #regram

[ihealmywoundswithgrief-blog]

maybe a damned good night’s sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. but at the moment, I look about this room and, like myself, it’s all in disarray: things fallen out of place, cluttered, jumbled, lost, knocked over, and I can’t put it straight, don’t want to.

Zero, Charles Bukowski (via ihealmywoundswithgrief)

[henrycharlesbukowski]