dear-kathy:

you tell me you love me
and that you would do anything for me
but here i am
writing crappy poetry
about you

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shredtheaqua:

Ever.

EVER.
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I’ve been wanting to contact you
but I can’t figure out what to say

because now it’s 1pm on September 1st
and I’m spinning around in the pink lingerie
you bought me for our anniversary
and I’m spinning so fast,
looking down,
watching the pink ruffles twist and turn
I’m so dizzy and I can’t stop laughing,
waiting for my eyes to focus
and when they do you’re not there
so I keep spinning.
I keep spinning.

because now it’s night time in our small town
and I’m up sitting crossed legged on my perfectly made bed
and I’m tapping my thumbs on my thighs
to the beat of all of the songs we used to sing.

because now it’s me driving across that bridge
to sit in my parent’s driveway
the same way we did when we were 16,
arms crossed in a bed of ants,
laughing into the night
at the same time as the singing crickets.

because now it’s my birthday
I make a wish
and it’s you.

I’ve been wanting to contact you
but I can’t figure out what to say

she said,
“tell me. tell me what you think you’d say.”
I laugh while pulling a lighter
out of the pocket of my yellow sundress
and whisper,
I’d say:

hey.
it’s me
and it’s always been you.

"
so I keep spinning and I keep spinning//d.a.h (via whisperingbones)
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macedonianmess:

I intend to collect the Lilacs at work each day until their short life is over.

I watch my coworker each morning braid her littles’ hair and she always does mine right after, in fact it brings her joy that I even ask her.

Watching a mother braid her daughters’ hair is one of the most beautiful things to witness. I have dreams about it sometimes. I’m so thankful for the beautiful women I work with, who teach me and love me. A rarity found in a workplace, to say the least.
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breakinq:

following back tons♡
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mysteriqe:

between my fearless acts, i come for shelter. byephebic bears on Flickr.
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Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; But eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, Stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories and make peace with them."
• Iyanla Vanzan (via psych-facts)
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dear-kathy:

i am like
the coins
inside your piggy bank

you throw me in a dark hole
and never use me

but when the time comes
you will take every part of me
and trade me in for something better

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On days like this, I can’t help but miss you. I know we can’t go back to where we were, back to what we had. We had some utterly horrible & painful moments, & I never want to through them again. But god, we had far too many brilliant moments. & it is the memories of these moments that make me want you back."
• (via thesittingduck)
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Love Food? This blog is for you.
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A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe."
Madeleine L’Engle (via feellng)
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