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My track coach use to tell me,
you have to do something eight times
for it to become a habit.
But I swear I only kissed you three times,
yet it feels like a million.
And when things got messy,
and you weren’t here to kiss,
I felt like my entire existence was wrong.
I guess my coach was wrong
because you were a habit,
that I never intended to break.
New Love: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)
You are nothing
close to a poet,
but the way you lick
your lips
when you see me,
it’s goddamn poetry.
His Lips Taste Like Poetry by Royla Asghar (via poems-of-madness)
I know that I am almost twenty years old and I still feel like I am sixteen and confused, fifteen and wanting more, fourteen and punching walls.
I know that the sky is blue, but white on days where it rains and I cannot get out of bed.
I know that the grass stands tall in my yard, until it gets stepped on and pushed to be smaller, pushed to be weak, pushed to die.
I know that when the weather is colder, my knees will hurt more and my heart will want to shut down.
I know that I need constant reminders that who I am is who I need to be and that no matter how that happens, I must know that I am growing into beautiful.
I know that I am terrified of forevers and awfully scared of what this means, but I am half in love with you and I don’t know much else.
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