Breathless

What's in my head

I wanted to
hurt you
before you could
do the same
to me,
yet I am
always
the one in bed
crying.

Michelle K., When Will She Learn?  (via edaticy)

(via lorde-ismylord)

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 open
With the grace of a woman, 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 bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.

—Veronica Shoffstall, “Comes the Dawn” (via larmoyante)

(via r-cane)

jakfruit:

My friends all lined up on the roof, just minutes before Seattle’s annual firework show.

jakfruit:

My friends all lined up on the roof, just minutes before Seattle’s annual firework show.

(via r-cane)

It’s like coming home after a long trip. That’s what love is like. It’s like coming home.

—Piper Chapman - What is love?  (via versteur)

(Source: larmoyante, via hanisfiruz)

The worst crying is when your lying in bed, with your hand over your mouth so you don’t make noise. The tears are running onto your pillow and your hearts breaking and your thinking of everything that made you cry, and your other hand is on your heart or stomach because they both hurt.

—A Teenager (via thewoundsinmyheart)

(via hanisfiruz)

I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.

"Augustus," I said.

"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars (via feellng)

(via hanisfiruz)