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‘cause it's a bitter world and I'd rather dream.

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I’m in a cafe in Austin and these quotes are written in sharpie all over the walls, some of them are actually really cool

oh and i forgot to add - Ernest Hemingway’s shortest sad story was also written on the wall - “For sale: baby shoes, never used”

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forqotten:

I’m in a cafe in Austin and these quotes are written in sharpie all over the walls, some of them are actually really cool

oh and i forgot to add - Ernest Hemingway’s shortest sad story was also written on the wall - “For sale: baby shoes, never used”

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  • Always say yes to seeing friends
  • Eat breakfast every day
  • Recognize that positive change rarely happens overnight
  • Accept the fuck-ups, but try not to let them happen again
  • There is a song to remedy every situation on the planet
  • Appreciate the people in your life
  • Look for the good in everything
  • Try new things and try them often
  • Treat yourself as well as you treat others

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Thirteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds.
Plunging coldness and then the light and warmth opposing winter
As you arrive at my door.
Cheap Chinese take away in hand
And the sting of mint toothpaste lingering on your tongue.

34 minutes 55 seconds. How long you spent cursing you mother and each boy
You ever kissed because hell wasn’t that just what everyone did and you didn’t
Ever want to do that again.

3 minutes 30 seconds.
Laying the table.
And then later, you laying me on my bed.
Unzipping my skin in order to fit into me. Snow still crunching outside the door,
Impatient as the flakes watch our fierce gasping. You whispered truths that burned my cheeks and ears rose red.

17 minute 4 seconds.
How long I sat watching you sleep on Christmas morning
2012. How I always wished to wake you, but could never bring myself too.

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64800. How many minutes I sat at the side of your bed when you got sick. Wondering who those hideous yellow roses were from, maybe your mother trying to reconcile her fear. I wonder if she checked with the nurses to see if I was here before she crept into your room.

66 minutes (in one sitting and hundreds of others scattered through the last three years). Other thinking each moment we’ve spent together and why on earth you chose me and this life and this bed,
when you lost so much.

5 months 16 and half days. How long we’d been together before I answered your “I Love You.”
I’d never felt so full; my bones were sinking under the weight of everything. The bliss of an addict, shooting up.

3.22 seconds. How long it took me to realise after that first soft lingering kiss that there was no going back and knowing that I never wanted to look behind me again.

"I’ve spent my favourite minutes with you" R.R-P (wildwritings)

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I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.
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