I make no apologies for how i chose to repair what you broke.

September 29, 2014 5:46 pm

you don’t know how to love me with words, you say,
hands shivering slightly while they skim like startled birds
over the plains of my hipbones

you say you are unedited novel, broken spine, bad nightmares,
that if i’m not careful i’ll be sucked into the silence where
it’s so cold i forget how to inhale

but you do know how to kiss me like i’m your anchor
and how to make beds feel like castles and
when to bring me hot chocolate even if i didn’t ask for it and
you let me marathon disney movies and make cookies
even if it’s two in the morning and when you laugh about something
it makes my heart race and i just want to sit in sunbeams with you
and eat bagels and discuss ethics and read books to each other until we both fall asleep

so quiet though your love may be
my dear
your quiet love is
the only one
for me.


Sunflower love. // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
September 25, 2014 6:25 pm September 17, 2014 7:21 pm
"The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that things are not mended again."
September 16, 2014 8:59 pm
"It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once."

Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)

(Source: reality-escape-artist, via thesassybelle)

8:43 pm 8:21 pm
"It’s hard to let go. Even when what you’re holding onto is full of thorns, it’s hard to let go. Maybe especially then."

Stephen King, Joyland (via purplebuddhaproject)
September 11, 2014 5:08 pm September 10, 2014 6:28 pm 4:10 pm 3:59 pm