I walk into a poem and walk out someone else.
Nayyirah Waheed (via aestheticintrovert)

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I think I’d give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything — a story, a poem, a tree, that was really and truly after your own heart.
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euo:

Tree

"When they don’t love you the way you want to, you mourn that for however long you need to. But then you get back up and you remind yourself. You are not a reflection of the people who can’t love you. You will love again. You will be loved again." - Caitlyn Siehl 
I Follow Rivers (Acoustic) - Lykke Li

How weird it is to think I used to not know of your existence. I somehow lived my life without ever knowing you were a person. Once we met though, god I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since. It’s hard to imagine I used to be able to live my life without you consuming my head with thoughts.
kmr (disastrous-heartache)

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