I’ve gotten entirely too good at pretending it doesn’t hurt.
10 Word Story (via satans-ghost)
Sometimes you search so hard for words. You look for a way to interpret the language of this heart and the unspoken bond you feel. But in the end you are left with nothing but silence. And deep down you hope it’s understood.
Yasmin Mogahed (via imbutapoetwhofailedherbestplay)

newsoulvision:

randomnessofskyler:

What the skylines in these cities would look like if there was no light pollution.

What is love?

aseaofquotes:

Dominic Smith, The Beautiful Miscellaneous

aseaofquotes:

Dominic Smith, The Beautiful Miscellaneous

Do not let them hold you against their body if you know they do not cherish every second they are in contact with your skin. I know it feels as if you are breaking your own spine, but tear yourself away from them. Know that the something beautiful you had was already fading. Know that in the end you did the only thing you could. Sometimes people grow apart. Even trees do it.

couple-of-dumbasses:

coldsoymilk:

the last one tho

you sir are fucking amazing

It is (often) the quiet gesture which carries the most significance - the one which suddenly directs the symphony.
Mary Anne Radmacher (via observando)

So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)
breathingbooks:

http://www.shakespeareandcompany.com/http://www.timeout.com/paris/en/arts-culture
Even death has a heart.
Markus ZusakThe Book Thief (via feellng)