true blue.
One of the deepest and strangest of all human moods is the mood which will suddenly strike us perhaps in a garden at night, or deep in sloping meadows, the feeling that every flower and leaf has just uttered something stupendously direct and important, and that we have by a prodigy of imbecility not heard or understood it. There is a certain poetic value, and that a genuine one, in this sense of having missed the full meaning of things. There is beauty, not only in wisdom, but in this dazed and dramatic ignorance.
G. K. Chesterton — from Robert Browning (via slothnorentropy)
As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.
Steve Maraboli (via rainydaysandblankets)
I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
 Vincent Van Gogh. (via aacissej)
One day, this could be me…

One day, this could be me…

The Cascades

The Cascades

I wore the shoes that you gave me today.  

Thought of you the whole time.

I feel like the decision that I made to do this was a good one. Maybe I said what I said because I was hurt.  Maybe I said what I said because I genuinely think its the right thing to do…

Guess I wont really know whether it was a good decision or a bad decision till your gone.

Still… its only been two days.  But putting it plain and simple, I miss my best friend.

imstillnotnude:

thirsty-spirits:

nutellaforall:

sunshinefourtwenty:

my-kala:


We are just trying to figure each other out.

officially my all time favorite post

most men are only into a woman’s body where as the woman wants to know the mans mind. 

Thanks society. On-point post.

wow

At least you wrote “most” men. Thank you for that! 

imstillnotnude:

thirsty-spirits:

nutellaforall:

sunshinefourtwenty:

my-kala:

We are just trying to figure each other out.

officially my all time favorite post

most men are only into a woman’s body where as the woman wants to know the mans mind.

Thanks society. On-point post.

wow

At least you wrote “most” men. Thank you for that! 

dark-thought-sin-darkness:

ali

god, i wish i was with you right now. only you. and not living any more.

i dont want to have to deal with the consequences of my own actions.  actions that hurt the people who i love most dearly.  

if life is like a ladder

a trellis against a wall

if like is like a mystery

who will catch my fall?

green and leafy tendrils 

block my view

i look down i see my past

lies and twisted thick trunks

of vines that i gouged

trying to make my way up

but no going back

fake outs and confusion and broken branches

i look back

so dense the debris

i cannot see the solid ground on which i started

i cant turn back

nothing there but memories and broken things

if life is like a mystery

then it is twilight 

among the thicket of branches

time between night and day

bright pink, purple, yellow

flowers guide my ascent

can i fully appreciate them in this fading light?

can i fully appreciate when urgency says “move up!”

“farther up and farther in”

its like a call

a wild call

i cannot deny it

i cannot understand it

so as i look the destruction of my past

colliding with my current state

suspended on this ladder of life

like a storm front

how will i receive the change in motion

to “further in and farther up”?