Floating on the wind

You touch my hand, surrendering.

We collapse into our breath,

a vision of an uncertain future with love,

between whispers under the moon and endless emotion;

fingers gently intertwine, eyes close–

comfort; simply yearning for our forever.

My heart swims through a sea of flames;

realizing that time and existence slows with you.

You; you are my home–

where I belong.


Sun rays poke softly through rain clouds

as we drift off into sleep,

wrapped in our dreams and love.

New Beginnings // Aster Lune

With you, nothing scares me.

Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?

John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
(via books-n-quotes)

I love you with words I don’t know and in languages I can’t speak. You are my home and you are all of my heart in each one and if they asked me to choose a place to exist. It would be with you. Wherever you are, let me exist for you.

overly-ironed-waffle:

freaking the fuck out over here

my best friend is 12hrs away from me and having a terrible meltdown and i can’t be there for her and she’s trying to kill herself and she’s calling everyone and saying goodbye and i don’t know what to do and now she’s not responding to me

and good god im so scared i cant lose her

help

overly-ironed-waffle:
“I’m totally feeling this snapchat filter with today’s aesthetic.
Where my witchy women at? 🕸🕯🔮
Today I’ve got an excess of energy; I’m on the rebound from the last few days. Channeling it all into my ~autumn~ side, getting...

overly-ironed-waffle:

I’m totally feeling this snapchat filter with today’s aesthetic.

Where my witchy women at? 🕸🕯🔮


Today I’ve got an excess of energy; I’m on the rebound from the last few days. Channeling it all into my ~autumn~ side, getting pumped for the month of Halloween (and my baby’s first bday omf) and I’ll probably play with my tarot cards later. Thank the gods that my honey has today and tomorrow off.

I know I don’t post much on here anymore. Forgive me for that.

I plan to pick up writing again soon. But if you want to follow the ramblings inside my head and about my life, you can follow my side blog.


💕 love to you all, I’ll post some poetry soon.

I fell in love with quotes at a very young age. I guess it was interesting to me that someone else is able to unknowingly express my thoughts when I’m at a loss for words; it has me wasting hours on the simple thought that our minds must have soulmates too.

I hope you fall in love with someone who never stops choosing you and I hope you feel at home when you look at them.

angelofgrace96:

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beka-tiddalik:

rosebadwolf1000:

noodle-boyy:

saveachocobo-rideaprompto:

pluto-suxk:

bpd-darling:

smallblueangel:

brosefvondudehomie:

egalitarian-nature-blog:

bpd-darling:

me (cleaning up): holds knife

intrusive thoughts: what if-

me: ok edgelord we get it what if i slit my wrists right now can we please just focus

Additionally;
me: *waiting for the subway*
intrusive thoughts: what if you jumped
me: it would cause a four hour delay while they pick your body parts out of the rails you fucking prick, can we please for once get on public transit without going through this

Also;
Me: *walking along a busy road*
intrusive thoughts: What if you just fell over in front of this truck?
Me: It would back up traffic all fucking night and probably hurt a lot of people you prick.

Gosh. I never have thoughts like this

didnt ask but that sounds nice

Me: *walking down the stairs*
Intrusive Thought: I could throw myself down these flight of stairs and leave more time for everyone else!
Me: Or you end up with a broken wrist and sprain ankle you dickhead keep walking

Me: *driving on a bridge*
Intrusive thoughts: I could just drive straight into that lake and finish it right now.
Me: You asshole, this is a new car. Just fucking keep going like everyone else you prick.

oh my god,^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I needed this

Me: *standing at a lookout* It’s so beautiful here…

Intrusive thoughts: yeah, look at that view, you could just step out into it and you’d probably never feel the impact when you hit the ground 20m below…

Me: Bitch, don’t ruin the view for everyone else. Fucksake.

Me: *doing literally nothing*

Intrusive thoughts: What if-

Me: Can’t you just shut the fuck up and chill for once? God damn

Me: *lighting candles*
Intrusive thoughts: Yeah you could just hold that flame against your arm-
Me: I AM JUST TRYING TO LIGHT SOMETHING CANDLES PISS OFF

lifeinpoetry:

I once wrote:

                          I could no longer / disappear

But I still do /

But I still / won’t

Carrie Lorig, from “The Blood Barn,” published in DREGINALD

(Source: lifeinpoetry)