(via maririvera)
Vandaag zal ik...
As I want to have some kind of control of this day I will:
- Take out my big box of old pictures and look trough all of them. Laugh some, cry some and almost die of shame.
- Throw away ALL my college notes, because NO I will never ever look something up in them again.
- Either start feeding my dog Zeus @ Pet Pupz on Facebook, or kill him and stop his suffering. I’ll take a picture of him before if latter would happen.
- Read a page of my ten year old diary out loud, without cringing at my drama-queen moments.
- Put another CD in my car stereo, one that does not have the same songs in a different order.
- Pinch myself very hard for every negative, jealousy induced thought I have.
“I just told you my dreams and you made me see that I could walk into the sun and I could still be me and now I can’t deny nothing lasts forever.”
by traumlichtfabrik
Maybe sometimes it’s a good thing to stumble, because there’s a better way to stand. Maybe we need to cry sometimes, because laughter cannot hide the worst. And maybe that’s why we get hurt, for us to pass on the lesson and teach someone else.
(via poeticheartache)
Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way.
Marcel Proust
this is so true for me. I love waking up to good morning messages (emails/texts/IMs) and I love receiving/sending good night messages. Its the little things. Its always the little things that count the most.
(via gatekeeper)
Find the one you can be yourself in front of & say absolutely anything. You can laugh, you can cry, you can hug, you can fight with him & then make up at the end of the night & he would still be crazy about you.
(via poeticheartache)
(via iamblessed)
So how does it happen, great love? Nobody knows, but what i can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye. One moment, you’re enjoying your life and the next, you’re wondering how you ever lived without them.
(via poeticheartache)
Only the water
between your skin and my hands
separates us now. Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
between your skin and my hands
separates us now. Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
The feeling of getting over someone is like coming up from underwater. You’re restricted and nervous and can’t really breathe, but when you break the surface and gasp for a breath of fresh air, it’s like everything goes away.
(via poeticheartache)
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