Dear Heart, As your owner, I think I am quite justified in informing you (rather firmly, I might add) that things have gone on for quite long enough. I have provided you with a perfect place to nestle (safely behind my ribcage), I keep the both of us healthy with plenty physical activity, and I positively shower you with antioxidants! I have proven myself to be fair, kind, and caring....
thissilentstorm: it’s strangely ironic how the only thing worth living for is the only thing I’d die for
Voglio portare giù la luna per voi
The Diary of a Writer: Missing →
thediaryofawriter: I miss the breath of your bones The still of your silence The heat of your heart. On me. I miss the existence of belonging As a part of someone else, Intertwined in strands of your soul And branches of your veins. Amidst crumpled white sheets, Tangled webs of hair And sunlight peeking through…
just giggled out of control after a conversation...
this time of year always creeps me out because it would always be around this time i would be planning my best friend shanna’s birthday partytimes because i did everything for that girl. 5th birthday without her in my life. loved her big head since i was 5. i think she would be proud of me. she always was.
rlthgblog: Faile, the Brooklyn-based street art collective formed by Patrick Miller and Patrick McNiel, have taken inspiration from many subjects throughout their 12 years working together. Focusing on everything from the female nude to prints and puzzles, the duo recently tackled one of the most iconic images of their childhood: the 1986 Space Shuttle Challenger disaster. ANIMAL caught up...
one 10 minute visit and i feel so good inside.
I JUST WANNA SCREAM.