“I Know I’m Not Easy To Love. I’m A Chronic Over-thinker. I Overreact More Than I Should…And

is it just me or do everyone delete their posts because the holy spirit slapped some sense into you and you're not the same person you were 10 minutes ago

the amount of relativity this post has to me

“I write because I’m poor, I write because words are all I own, I write because I’m tired of hollow talk”

if you write me poetry, buy me paints, or sing to me- just go ahead and propose, because i’m yours forever.

Sappho - translation from Anne Carson’ s “If Not, Winter”

Faceless bodies → Whisper of the Heart (1995)

“I don’t want to be pretty, I want to be deadly”

does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”

taking photos whenever you go out, is my thing

“But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.”

— This. Yes this, is the very thing I love about humans. (via wornsoles-wornsouls)