“you’ve relied on time to heal your wounds, but time alone isn’t enough. i hope you learn to hold yourself accountable by practicing what is right for you even if it feels uncomfortable or unfamiliar. i hope you adopt a habit of consistency when it comes to how you treat yourself.”
— iambrillyant
Be kind to what mother nature has given us. Be gentle with animals. Be compassionate to every living being, as we are not all that different, at all.
some words I made. (via peachyvegans)
white sand, waves crashing on the shoreline, wind blowing from the west i decided to allow the sand to drown my feet as i walked across the shore appreciating the tranquility in the air, i lingered in a spot once in a while to rejoice in the breezy weather with the sound of waves splashing and the 1975’s fallingforyou
for a moment i got lost in the ocean’s ethereal beauty and i envied the moon for being able to see it everyday, i lingered there as the moon vowed its love for the ocean wishing i could do the same to you but i knew better than to break my own fragile heart like that as unfortunately the feelings aren’t reciprocal
i looked down catching the moment where the waves kissed the shore over and over again more passionately each time as if it were its last time every time and it reminded me of the endless love i had to pour all over you if only you’d let me
snapping back to reality i realized it was foolish of me to turn that euphoric moment into a melancholy one so i continued walking with you on my mind still i thought of how impeccable this moment would be with your presence just you, me and the ocean...
Frida Kahlo and Chavela Vargas
babeee <3
クロネコうしろー! #モノクロじゃありません
Frida Kahlo & Chavela Vargas. Photo by Nickolas Muray, 1945
"Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing." ~ Frida Kahlo
“Got me up all night”
— J Cole
“Hush now, don’t speak. I can read your thoughts in your eyes, sense them in the way you hold my hand. I know what you want to say when you hold me tight and can’t seem to let me go. Sometimes we’re better off enjoying the silence, better off filling the space between the lines. Letting the unsaid things talk. We don’t have to give it a name as long as we both know what we’re in over our heads. Sometimes words simply aren’t needed. Not when I’m with you.”
— hush now / n.j.
I wanna run away with someone in the middle of the night and go on adventures and see the world and eat at cheap truck stops and sit on top of our car and look at the stars and just be somewhere other than here.
I’ve got a closet filled up to the brim with the ghosts of my past and skeletons
Boys like girls (via cupids-chokehold)
I miss you like the plants miss to be showered by the sun’s rays during the night
I miss you like the desert misses the rain during the dry season
I miss you like a child misses their mother in their absence
Occasionally, in the midst of the night I’m able to hear your cries or the sounds of your whimpering when you’d been hurt
I recall the misery in your eyes the day you returned home with blood dripping from your head the voices of agony haunt me when the moon replaces the sun at night
The image of the twinkle in your baby like moonlight eyes will eternally remain in my mind, body and soul
You’ve enchanted my shattered black heart with your stardust and even when it turns to nothing but ashes, it’ll forever remain besotted by you
You are irreplaceable