lovelylucidium:

Last night, my best friend explained to me how life is like a giant library. He told me how everyone is a book, and how we all are sectioned into different shelves. Some of us have dark covers and others more bright. Some are longer, some are shorter. Some are easy to read, while others aren’t so…

hellyeahjustlikethat:

Pieces

quietactions:

Many things may be lost in the course of a day,
        bracelets,
        lovers,
        sanity.

ionofalion:

I’ve got blood
Leaking from
My ears

I’ve conquered
Castles made of
My fears

I’ve sat sulking
In an endless river
Of tears

None of that
Will matter when
Love disappears

None of that
Matters when truth
Is different from
What it appears

fedorahblah:

I’d like to believe that my dreams are made up of scenes from my life in a parallel universe. I would like you to know that in a distant universe, you were there with me, like two compatible gypsies on an island. You spoke in poetry, as you are prone to do, as you always do.

“Overwhelmed and…

lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

This isn’t how i love

shortfilmmasterpieces:

Love Language

datafalls:

I want to find you

And make you laugh as you age;

We’ll both die happy.

mindgroovinrocketman:

we have always wanted to touch the skies

but we’ve been living on dreams and subtle lies

but now’s the chance so grab my hand, lets fly

its never too late to play pretend

its really quite easy just grab a friend

then both of you can fly to where you want

lets blame it all to carousels and…