“For someone who’s spent a lot of time feeling alone, it’s terrifying how much your arms can feel like home. I’m falling in love with you but I can’t let you know, I’m scared of commitment but I can’t let you go.”— [s.bucks]
#82 (via thewords-ill-neversay)
“i need one of those long hugs where you kinda forget whatever else is happening around you for a minute”—
(via tobe-lost)
You are all of the things you love. You are the cluttered bookshelf that is piled high with worn, tired books. You are that delicate tea-cup that you have to clean by hand when everything else goes in the dishwasher. You are the moon and the sun. You are the flowers speckled with rain. You are the Earth and the people that live on it, with hearts of gold and diamonds in their eyes. You are the things that make you happy, that make you smile, those moments where time stops and you are left alone in space. You are all of the things you love, and if that’s so, it means you love yourself, because you are yourself.
(via anditslove)
