"The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love."

W. Somerset Maugham (via feellng)

(via lifeisastream)

wonderous-world:

Sequoia National Park, California, United States by Andrew Luyten
godmoves:

*but make sure it’s not fake. be genuine.

godmoves:

*but make sure it’s not fake. be genuine.

(via wingingwildly)

(Source: anxiolytic, via wingingwildly)

"I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am."

— (via avvfvl)

(Source: psych-facts, via acidsoulalice)

interiorsporn:

via lonny

interiorsporn:

via lonny

(Source: alenantonowa, via hype-cities)

OCEAN

Your absences are full- I recall you completely.
Each stare a note of thankful longing
Repeated advances and retreats
A wave that crashes into me knocking me from myself
Pulling me under and cleansing me pure
Liquid salt exfoliating my most sensitive layer
A chorus of silent acceptance and vocal demands
Lingering molecules of you clasp my vision
And reconstruct my sight

Your absences are full- I recall you completely.
Each gesture an implicated endearment
Swells engulfing and rhythmic
Pulled by the moon the tide will turn
And draw me out in the undertow
Compelled to follow, danger aware
A placid splintering of self a fingers tip breadth away
Delicate and insistent murmurs in the wind
That caress away my uncertainty

Your absences are full- I recall you completely.
In the wake of wordless knowing
Clutching and clasping at your center to right my point of origin
You propel me to the shoreline against my will
Undaunted and unrepentant of my screams
Torrents of liquid melding with one another- a welcoming
An understanding of mass and buoyancy
Floated by your direction I care not where I tread
My reconfigured elements are of Neptune

And I see you reaching out before me- deep and limitless