"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating."
-Sylvia Plath

Oh you were beautiful, when your hair was a mess and your face a wreck. You were beautiful when you slept and when you wept. You were beautiful when you never thought you were, because I saw you in those moments, I saw all of you; and oh how I loved you.  ~T. B. LaBerge, Unwritten Letters to You (via blissfulbeardsdoitbest)

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you were thunder and i was the sea,
i wrote poems about washing machines,
you said i tasted like blue soap and
electric fires, i keep asking the stars
to explode but they won’t leave without
the moon, it’s been six years since
you said i tasted like the universe -
wild, dark, and most importantly,
 ~my sister eats acid  (via irynka)

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This is all.
I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.  ~(via awelltraveledwoman)

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Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.  ~Isaac Asimov (via awelltraveledwoman)

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Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.  ~Mandy Hale  (via awelltraveledwoman)

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Different worlds  
Monte Averau - Dolomiti, Explored #4  
by camelos on Flickr.


It takes courage to admit that you’re a coward. 

I would like to travel the world with you twice. Once, to see the world.
Twice, to see the way you see the world.
 ~Words Unspoken (via awelltraveledwoman)

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All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be the blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.  ~J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring  (via awelltraveledwoman)

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How do I make myself full again? she asked. You turn to the moon, and you let it devour you, he answered.  ~Fragment 16 (via thatkindofwoman)

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