January 2011
December 2010
got in a car accident.
saw jónsi.
fell in and out of love.
tried to commit suicide.
got bangs.
actually watched a full television season.
honestly told someone how i felt and have felt for years about them.
did hardcore drugs.
found out i could have a deadly virus.
found myself.
You make me better
in ways that I have waited
my whole life to be.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via eastatlanta)
(I am large, I contain multitudes.): you can... →
mysoulhasgrown:
she speaks occasionally that once-in-a-while way familiar to earthquakes and the end of civilizations she shakes when she’s alone understandable I’d shake (alone with her) see she’s buried in the bottle and you can bury me in boston when wide-eyed and wondering this same sky comes crashing
Stefan Steward: Hope is a funny thing. You expect... →
stefansteward:
Hope is a funny thing. You expect it to be filling every molecule of light, or hiding somewhere in the shadows. We expect hope to be one of two things: present, or simply missing. The past few weeks have taught me this: Hope can become stranded just as we are.
Hope can wait around the corners for…
i'm your fool
and i’m completely satisfied.
<3
my love was like a food stamp handing it out.
For those waiting for love:
laurenbolek:
“I know that you’re tired of waiting. And you might have to wait a little while more but, she’s on her way. And she’s getting here as fast as she can.” -Stella, How I Met Your Mother