June 2013
to be honest i find it hard to believe that theres someone out there that would be able to spend the rest of their life with me
I never understood
what made your lips on my neck
such an intimate affair
until your teeth grazed my pulse
and I realized
you could tear open my throat
and make me bleed out in your arms
but instead
you chose to kiss.
“There are two types of waiting. There’s the the waiting you do for something you know is coming, sooner or later—like waiting for the 6:28 train, or the school bus, or a party where a certain handsome boy might be. And then there’s the waiting for something you don’t know is coming. You don’t even know what it is exactly, but you’re hoping for it. You’re imagining it and living your life for it. That’s the kind of waiting that makes a fist in your heart.”
—Unknown (via drapetomania)
“You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.”
—Ellen Hopkins, Impulse (via perfect)
“Do not settle for less than exactly what you want. Your heart’s desires are there for a reason. Chase them. Pursue them relentlessly. Do not lose sight of your goals. They are your very reason for being.”
—Franki Durbin (via xokrista)
“Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.”
—Simone Weil (via ratsoff)
EYES IN BOOKS:
- Blue eyes: His blue eyes were like the sea, mild, but unpredictable. As the blue winter sky and the ocean in the spring. His eyes were flawless just like the sky.
- Green eyes: The green color of the trees of the Amazon are nothing compared with the green of her eyes. They are bright and beautiful, both as a clover in autumn.
- Grey eyes: His eyes were so amazing. Like the moon in the middle of the night. They make me wanna hug him and tell him that all will be alright.
- Brown eyes: He has nice brown eyes.
“We waste so many days waiting for weekend. So many nights wanting morning. Our lust for future comfort is the biggest thief of life.”
—Unknown (via drapetomania)