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A bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars.

Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.

"
— E.E. Cummings (via wordsthat-speak)
"I was never good at math but
odds were that I had a
one in seven billion chance
of meeting someone like you
so that means I was more likely
to be struck by lightning or
to win the lottery with a
one in three thousand and
one in 175 million chance,
respectively, and all I can say is
God, I am the luckiest person
to be able to fall in love with you."
The odds have never been more in my favor (via ink-trails)

colin-cheekbones-morgan:

You know you have an OTP when you don’t get tired of reading about them falling in love ten billion different ways, under different circumstances and alternate universes and lots of other things coming into play. You don’t get tired of watching them slowly become…

"I was never good at math but
odds were that I had a
one in seven billion chance
of meeting someone like you
so that means I was more likely
to be struck by lightning or
to win the lottery with a
one in three thousand and
one in 175 million chance,
respectively, and all I can say is
God, I am the luckiest person
to be able to fall in love with you."
— (via xxx—vi)

i took this in verona the morning after the arctic monkeys concert and everything was silent and still and i remember thinking that i would have given anything for the world to stay this way 

i took this in verona the morning after the arctic monkeys concert and everything was silent and still and i remember thinking that i would have given anything for the world to stay this way 

  • cat: [makes a small friendly noise]
  • me: oh my god. ohhhh my god. oh my god. oh my god. oh my god. do it again. oh my god.

I first know the feeling of what it’s like
To have someone fitted perfectly against a part of you
When my grandma left for a trip
And my mother rubbed my back with boredom and heavy eyes’ lids
And I could not fall asleep because the palm of my mother’s hand did not feels like home
I first know what it’s like to have someone got against you perfectly then
And what it’s like to miss having someone to fit against you perfectly
Now I don’t need someone to rub my back to fall asleep
But I do crave the comfort of embrace and warmth
And dear your embrace I

"Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them."
— (via h-auptgewinn)
"Call your mother. Tell her you love her. Remember you’re the only person who knows what her heart sounds like from the inside."
— wow this made me sad. (via stay-ocean-minded)