tranquility-island:

love

its like you don’t even need to do any thing in particular to piss me off, just the thought of you talking, walking, breathing, fucking existing is pissing me off and I want to punch you hard, in the fucking pretty little face of yours

stimulatingthoughts:

Shelter (By andrew evans)

things I should tell you, when the time is right,

I wish I would always be here for you, but we are all never sure of where life is taking us, and it is certain that one day we will part, going our separate ways, with the same certainty that we were to cross paths. So here is what I need to tell you, one day, when I’m not by your side anymore, you will have to learn to fight your own battles, most of them will end in defeat, but remember that I never gave up on you, still haven’t and probably never will, so don’t you even for a split second think that you cannot go through with this, because I know how strong you are, because I know that even when you are weak, you still have the strength to carry me.

It was nice, in a fragile way like dandelions and silver mist. Words can capture the imagery but it doesn’t quite capture a feeling. The feeling when we had the world beneath our feet and our fingertips were just that tiny bit away from the clouds. The feeling we had when we lay beneath a blanket of stars. The feeling belonged to us, and was again different to each of us. So hold on to it, and in the decades that follow, never forget it.

undeadlife:

Wow