Fast Blinking Hello Kitty

For Emma, forever ago

The air felt like childhood against my bare skin, as if the wind was going to blow back the times, ever so lightly. Even now I still play pretend, you know, every white lie, each censored sentence, too familiar counterfeit smiles. But for now this, only this, is it. This is the world falling apart and coming back together. We stood there in your driveway like the distracted kids we wished we still were, popsicles forgotten in our hands, desire dripping down our forearms, orange and sweet, summer has left indelible stains on my skin. we watched the sun fall down and felt sad, a little.


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A dying friend once told me, ‘I wish I hadn’t spent so many Mondays wishing it were Friday. I also wish I had made better use of those Fridays, for better stories on Monday.’

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I didn’t like my name until you said it.

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Saturday Swings.[More photography from Michael LaMartin]

 

Saturday Swings.

[More photography from Michael LaMartin]

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Not everybody reciprocates feelings like I do and nobody knows I feel this way; I’m just trying to get by on my own through a haze of cigarettes and pretend niceties, just trying remember that everything will one day be just fine.

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Read that book, wake up early in the morning and go for that run to start off your day. Buy the nicest underwear and wear it to boost your mood. Eat as clean as possible because you’ll feel so much better but treat yourself as well. Be kind to everyone. Go out to a cafe and watch people walk buy as you sip your coffee. Compliment that stranger! Start a conversation with that person on the bus. Read a book about food, about astronomy, learn a new language. Watch the sunrise. Get away for a weekend. Introduce yourself. Do yoga and go on a hike. Lay on the beach under the stars and have a dnm with your best friend. Dance around and sing at the top of yours lungs at that festival. Life is meant to be lived, not controlled.

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Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be.

Eric Thomas 

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Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close +
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