You Deserve To Be In Environments That Bring Out The Softness In You, Not The Survival In You.

“Was that—did she just grin at me? To me? A moment of stillness in this moment of pause. Without speaking, we let our gazes wander slow, groping to confirm relief in the other. There’s a subdued excitement for the oncoming sharing of whatever’s waiting for us behind that heavy iron door, exclusive—two solitary embers, isolated in their separate pits, far away but fanned by the same wind, the same night, alone with the night, their respective camps all gone to sleep, flaring softly cradled calling, out against the great dark backdrop of the great unknown.”

— Patrick Bryant

— R. Arnold

It could’ve been what everyone wishes for

— nn. (via eternaldroplets)