this is mine.

carefuldiction:

i cannot wait for the day when i get to tell you

that you were worth every second i spent on you.

and that if time were currency,

i hope to spend

every

last

penny

together.

(via breanna-lynn)

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.

—Sylvia Plath; The Bell Jar (via hopefisch)

(Source: ruggedhills, via rebelsigh)

He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.

—Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: seabois, via thatkindofwoman)

Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would create new religions overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead, the stars come out every night and we watch television.

—Paul Hawkens  (via thatkindofwoman)

(via thatkindofwoman)