how i will love you: my hands are shaky so i cannot carry two things at once without risking one of them dropping. i will bring your hot cocoa all the way from the kitchen to the couch before i go back to get my own. you will say, “you’re missing it” but i will watch you blindly take a sip of Nesquik’s magic blend and this to me will be more comforting than all of the explosions of the terrible action movie we’ve dedicated the past half hour to.

how i will love you: with sirens in my teeth that sob about everything. you will ask why i clench my jaw when i sleep, i will tell you that the nightmares are back and they are hunting. i have the ashes of burned forest coursing through my bloodstream. there are days where you will kiss me and you will taste nothing but screams.

how i will love you: i will read aloud your horoscope before mentioning mine. i will only tell you the dreams where you are the main character or if imaginary you and i made out a lot and bought ice cream. i will make you sandwiches, but only if you ask nicely. i will offer you my coat even though it would never fit you and i’m only wearing one layer underneath. i will worry about you, because i worry about everything.

how i will love you: you will not hear from me on the worst nights, because sadness makes my words go silent. you will have to hunt for the evidence that i’m ready to die in fractured unsure sentences that are entirely devoid of light. you will know me for my tidal waves: that i pull back into my ocean entirely before i spill over and ruin everything. i cannot commit you to being my anchor. i will hide from you and think that this is how i save you.

how i will love you: one day i will tell you about where the scars are from and we will count them. there will be a lot more than you can see because not all of my scars are on the outside of me. and if after this you can still kiss me in all honesty, i will tie together universes to bring you whatever you want or need.

how i will love you: my hands will shake and sometimes i will come apart at the seams. you will probably occasionally wonder if the world will end before i stop talking. i will steal all of your comfy clothing. i will try to adopt more plants than you feel comfortable owning. i will occasionally demand silence while i pick a corner and read. i cannot promise i will be perfect or even close to the person that you need. i can only say that when i’m having cake, i will save you the last piece.

- how i will love you: entirely. /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

(via kbearluna)


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illfuckingconscience:

Ugh
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
- Unknown (via wethinkwedream)

(Source: wordsalawidder, via rexskellington)


pussy-sista:

Too cold.
Anonymous asked:

so... why aren't you single?

pussylagoon:

Shouldn’t the question be “so how are you single?”

I’m in a relationship because I’m in love with my better half… So… Sorry? I guess?

I got to her at just the right time. And my world has been better ever since. She’s my completing half and I’d give my life for her.


pussylagoon:

red-violins:

one of the toughest aspects of mental illness is how often your goals fall by the wayside because the only goal you can afford is survival.

But it’s important to remember that that’s ok! Maybe your life didn’t turn out exactly how you wanted or expected it to because mental illnesses got in the way. And that is ok. What matters is that you DID survive. And you can always create more goals for yourself. But remember- you survived. And that’s a victory in and of itself :)


beee-yourselfff:

burde-n:

ozeia:

chanel-tiger:


Times Square from above.

how……

I’d have a panic attack 👌

Oh


Soooo sick
georgianadesign:

New Southampton residence, NY. Gustavson Dundes Architecture.
dogthing2:

HAPPY MOMMY HAPPY BABIES
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What Your Body Looks Like Top To Bottom
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gayghostgarbage:

Help bring Duke home! 💞#aservicedogforeden

Please, if you are able, donate some money to help my friend bring their service dog home!! Here’s the link to the gofundme page: http://www.gofundme.com/aservicedogforeden
It’s a really good cause and no donation is too small! <3