vurtual:

Electrical light-show off to the west of Nightcliff - Darwin, Australia (by unripegreenbanana)

the flowers look like flowers at last

blankslate:

i don’t want you to look like not you

i am saying to my 20-year-old self reading

from a book of poems written

about people becoming flowers

i am tired of things looking as they are not

i want the people to look like people at last

that’s what i want to call my book

i want to call it how i earned your love back and

i want to call it now i can see everything clearly and

i want to call it i am insane but that is okay and

i want to call it

the flowers look like flowers at last

psych-facts:

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(Source: heartbreaks-n-milkshakes)

(Source: heartbreaks-n-milkshakes)

s-tyleavenue:

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(Source: queenofclassy)

my-eeepitome:

The best things in life… Are free.

(Source: psych-facts)

"Each day I am a better man and purer for I serve the noblest lady in the world, and I worship her, I tell you this in the open."

"You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood."

sexied:

c:

Dulzura

mustachemanblues:

“Make love to me in Spanish.
Not with that other tongue.
I want you juntito a mi,
tender like the language
crooned to babies.
I want to be that
lullabied, mi bien
querido, that loved.

I want you inside
the mouth of my heart,
inside the harp of my wrists,
the sweet meat of the mango,
in the gold that dangles
from my ears and neck.

Say my name. Say it.
The way it’s supposed to be said.
I want to know that I knew you
even before I knew you.”

           —Sandra Cisneros 

(Source: atomiclanterns)

(Source: icanread)

"What do you say when the feelings don’t fit into words?"

(Source: celebstarlets)