the absence in the meaning of life is what makes it so beautiful<3





I love you without knowing how or when or where, I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride, so I love you because I know no other way than this: Where "I" does not exist, nor "you". So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close and I fall asleep.


Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part, because that is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement. It is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "In love", which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away and this is both an are and a fortunate accident. We had roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. <3 <33


Life is just a chance to grow a soul.


And if you should ever look up and find yourself lost, simple take a breath and start over. Retrace your steps and go back to the purest place in your heart, where your hope lives. You'll find your place again.


We all have our time machines, don't we? Those that take us back are memories... and those that carry us forward, are dreams.

plug it in and turn me on<33




•fuck your past, but don't let it fuck with you•




Don't let your ears witness what you're eyes don't hear, Don't
let your mouth speak what you're heart doesn't feel.


they say that hurting you is the last thing they want to do,
but why is it even on the list?


no one dies a virgin, life fucks us all