theotreptos:

“You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?”

— Ernest Hemingway (via quotemadness)

(Source: quotemadness, via smilemaddy)

mystic-mother-moon:

She said “I don’t know if I’ve ever been good enough
I’m a little bit rusty, and I think my head is caving in
And I don’t know if I’ve ever been really loved
By a hand that’s touched me, and I feel like something’s gonna give
And I’m a little bit angry”

- Push // Matchbox Twenty

lifeinpoetry:

i killed a plant once because i gave
it too much water. lord, i worry
that love is violence.

— José Olivarez, from “Getting Ready to Say I Love You to My Dad, It Rains,” Citizen Illegal

(Source: lifeinpoetry, via unspokengrief)

gosh:

“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”

—  Pablo Neruda (via coral)

To anyone who wakes up another day and tries life again, I’m proud of you.

(Source: tuskegeejetter, via smilemaddy)

teathattast:

(via thecommonchick)

brokuto-koutarous-mom:

picaso:

picaso:

i am sitting on the couch, i hear tapping on the door behind me, i turn around and see this

what do i do

he is here….

i still lose it every time i see this post because someone let a fucking goose into their house just because tumblr said to and if that doesn’t perfectly define all of our experiences on this shitty excuse for a website i dont know what does  

(via alabananarama)