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Matthew Koma - Suitcase

I didn’t know growing up would be this hard. If only giving up was one of life’s options, I could’ve chosen it for a million times. But it wasn’t and never will it be. I just hope and pray each night that when another day arrives, I’ll come to learn how to deal with life.

juanlucio (via wnq-writers)

Querer no puedo, mas que amarte, pues eres la dicha de este corazón errante, preciosa doncella de presencia distante. Me vuelves de humo ante tu aliento, vago en el ósculo de tu ser henchido de fuego... Ven, respírame, que sin ti me muero. Desear más sería pecado, con saberte viva me doy por atrapado. No importa si muero, en ti, encerrado. Curioso es que, contigo, el fuego que Somos se vuelve suspiro de vapor entre nubes de diamantes.

— Esu Emmanuel©, I cannot want you, but I can love you, for you are the joy of this wandering heart, precious maiden of distant presence. You turn me into smoke before your breath, I wander in the osculum of your being full of fire... Come, breathe me in, for without you I die. To wish for more would be a sin, knowing you're alive I'm trapped. It doesn't matter if I die, enclosed in you. Curious is that, with you, the fire that we are becomes a sigh of steam among clouds of diamonds.

Purity

our love

when it was there

so pure it was

yet there was a gap

a gap which somehow

could never be filled

constantly it felt as if something was missing

but I know one thing for sure

it sure made me happy

and it sure was real.

i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt

Exchange by Bryson Tiller will always hold an exclusively special place in my heart. Currently patiently waiting for Serenity

Her

‪i could talk about the way she made me feel all day long, i had spent days and nights day-dreaming of the spontaneous adventures i longed to have with her‬

with my bare imagination, i could outline on a blank canvas the shape of her torso all the way down her hips

or the way her face lightened up when she shyly smiled

god knows how jolly my days would be with her divine presence

god knows she would be the cause of my sanity as without her, my heart turns wild and i lose my sanity unable to control my emotions and endlessly longing for love only she could give me

joy, only her eyes could give me, and freedom only she could grant me.

for her i would steal the sky a million times and over

for the joy she gives me has no price,

i would leap over mountains and cross oceans to simply listen to her speak of all her anime fantasies and all her favorite characters, to listen to her dreams and all the weird food combinations she loves.

“A well-chosen book saves you from everything, including yourself.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via minuty)

I might be confused sometimes in my head but it is not something you need to talk about. Before you can talk you have to line it all up in order and I had rather just let it swirl around until I am too tired to think.

Kaye Gibbons (via quotemadness)