I want to.

 

 

 

 

Which passerby would stay.

“As we grow up there’s going to be many things that we don’t like. Hook-ups that mean so much to one person and nothing to the other, girls who like the same guy you like. You’ll meet new people who may matter more than others might, but the guy who stays by you til the end… will be the one…”  

The Painted Drums.

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”

What's left.

Time it was, and what a time it was, it was 

A time of innocence, a time of confidences 

Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph 

Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you.

Rage.

I can’t stand this rage in me,

to be overgrown with this fire,

The wrath is bruising inside,

The fury suffuses my vision,

It’s so hard to stop the rancor,

All is so violent all is so bright,

That’s why I need to express.

Cuteness Overload.

  

  

  

Do you?

Appreciating.

You won't always find a person that will do everything for you so when you find that person LEARN TO APPRECIATE! because people get tired also.

Not only teens; Everyone.

Do you know what growing up is about? Losing things.
But don't fret or be sad, because for everything you have missed, you always have something to gain from it. 

You are stronger than you were yesterday.

Beautiful love.

    

I hope you dance.

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder

You get your fill to eat

But always keep that hunger

May you never take one single breath for granted

God forbid love ever leave you empty handed

I hope you still feel small

When you stand beside the ocean

Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens

Promise me that you’ll give fate a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance

I hope you dance 

Why I Adore the Night.

“Food, fire, walks, dreams, cold, sleep, love, slowness, time, quiet, books, seasons – all these things, which are not really things, but moments of life – take on a different quality at night-time, where the moon reflects the light of the sun, and we have time to reflect what life is to us, knowing that it passes, and that every bit of it, in its change and its difference, is the here and now of what we have.  

Life is too short to be all daylight. Night is not less; it’s more.”

— Jeanette Winterson

A man.

Any boy can stick his dick in a girl, but it takes a man to not be a dick & stick with his girl.

Tu me manques mon amour.

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.