I was made for love and writing and good wine
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Good Morning Alpstein | by Philipp Häfeli
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You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.
-Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter (via observando)
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I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.
-Why Do Twentysomethings Always Feel So Old | Ryan O’Connell (via juneandafter)
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Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.
-Warsan Shire

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winter/seasonal blog :)
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We sat side by side in the café  by my house. You rubbed my knee with yours as I read and you doodled on a spare sheet of paper. Few words were spoken, but much was said. Love isn’t heard, it’s felt. I drank nothing but tea today, and I was in this place a few hours ago. It’s Monday evening and yet, I’m the happiest I’ve been all week. I’ve never felt so loved in my life.  

How different and yet the same the world can be after 3 years. Happy (early) Valentines Day.

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People don’t call people like me ‘beautiful’. That was, until you.
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This Is New To Me (#121: February 2, 2014)

Written for: anonymous

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I didn’t fall in love with you so that you would love me back. For a while, it was enough. But I’m a person. I am a whole entire being, and I deserve to be loved. And if you can’t do it, somebody better will.
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Toxic (#132: February 4, 2014)

Written for: dabysparks

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