ask her about her history with forgotten gods with highways with stars all of the different things that have lead her to you the long way around || O.L.
Tag Archives: writing
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children… to leave the world a better place… to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Soooo I’ve finally caught up on svtfoe…
and i’m officially in fukin luv with Hekapoo. 😍
itslikeibelong: It’s okay to be sad ( ◠‿◠ )
remindersofhislove: Source: Living Life: A Journal of Spiritual Formation & Reflection (Feb. 8, 2017; p. 53)
It’s strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. T.S. Eliot (via lhommeabsurde)
“What was she like?” My mother asked trying not to pry to much but always failing. “Beautiful” “Beautiful was she?” she said. “Yes. Absolutely beautiful.” “But I wouldn’t describe her as strictly beautiful. Cause well she more than beautiful. She was funny, smart, down to earth, rewarding, thoughtful and beautiful. She was every nice word …
Oh, but she had been so pretty in the weaving of those delicate spells, in the dreamy performance of her enchantments… Lolita, Valdamir Nabokov (via therabbithearted)
I would drink the sky and inhale the stars if I could. I want to exhale stardust and create my own constellations. Nicole Moon || From a Book in Progress (via 1995june)
chessys: my favourite bit is when ur lying in bed but not asleep just warm and happy in that space where ur real storyline seems very abstract