(Source: nukaghost, via arvidabystrom)
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to leave you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure; You really are strong, you really do have worth. And you learn, and you learn.
(via sour-howl)
as enough approaches
I add hyphens and dashes
alone we leave the effort
the day moves forward slowly
yet quickens the heart
then overturns the applecart
so slice the calendar while you canfolded into yourself
how hard you are working on sleepingmy fingers grew long
and tears left the tips of my fingersthe rug dissolved
no things no bodies no separation
“When you’re not around I ache like a bruise.
My insides fidget and pulse outwards, clawing at my skin to grasp something intangible. It’s not just your skin and fingertips and lips I crave, it’s you. Every inch of you. Your insides and outsides and the parts of you that don’t exist. The sounds you make in your sleep. The smell of a well worn tee. The crinkle at the corner of your eye when you cry with happiness. The tingle of kiwi fruit. A part of you sits in the corner of my mind. A mini you that comfort and loves me timelessly. And I want you to know that a part of me will always sit with you. Unconditionally, irrevocably, eternally loving you. You own a piece of me.
And I am not afraid.”
4/16/15
Polaroid 779 film exp. 07/99
Light leaks & distorted film & cute butts 👌
(via femme-ex-machina)
(Source: android1718, via dfparadise)
dis my baby. aint she sxc