"I’m honestly scared that every time a man looks into my eyes from this moment forward, they will only see you. I will not be behind my hair or my lashes. It will be your hands and the way you kissed my knees. He will see the way I looked at you in the mornings, and he will never see me look that way at him. I’m deeply terrified that I will be settling for any man that takes me in… They will only see you." (via amuchierlauren)
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of…
"i don’t know what brings broken people together Warsan Shire (via larmoyante)
maybe damage seeks out damage
the way stains on a mattress halo into one another
the way stains on a mattress bleed into each other."
"My cheeks grow dandelions, and I always thought they were so pretty until I was told they were weeds, and I spend most of my days wondering about the difference, and wondering if I can ever forgive the person who pointed it out." Ashley Wylde, Daisies and Dandelions (via wallflower-musings)