What it might look like if Earth was destroyed by a black hole.

Holy fuck


I think this is the most romantic thing to ever happen to me

yup, that’s me!

how can you be sad when this exists


{last one for the night… i promise}

I think often of her lips

How it took years to taste them

And how they were most tempting

During the winter moons

When they looked like a ripe fruit

When everything else was barren

My first taste

Was in the spring

When the lips of flowers also shine

Giving up on someone is one of the hardest things to do
Giving up means that at one point you had put in great effort
for someone you cared a great deal for
That you had been holding that person up upon your shoulders
when their legs were too weak to stand on their own
No matter how heavy
and no matter how long
You held them up so high they could see above the clouds
Giving up means you have to let that person go-
even if it means leaving them to fend for themselves And when you do finally let that person go-
you have to imagine that you had left them
in the middle of a desert
with no chance of surviving Because the thought of them surviving in your mind forever-
would be way too heavy to carry

-IconBrown: Giving Up  (via iconbrown)

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Blindfolded Race


They say if you are blindfolded

And you were tasked to walk in a straight line

You couldn’t

But you would swear you were

What happens instead

Is that you walk around in circles

And many times end up right where you started

Even though you felt miles away

Life is like being blindfolded


I have as many sun-stars scattered on the tops of my shoulders as I did when I was a child; when I was busy reaching for the moon to be my best friend instead, because I thought the moon was an inspiration— we had things in common. The moon was different than the stars. The moon was just like me.

When I met you, the sun-stars were sticking to your skin, around your eyes and down your nose. You were blessed with the suns kiss from birth, and I was only blessed every summer when there were no shadows to sit beneath.

Sun-bearer; you wanted to burn someones life with your passion, with your heat, and I wanted to wait patiently— Your fire ate me up, burned me down to the coals at your feet, and I wished again that the moon was my best friend instead.

-Fx; maybe the moon, was never meant for me. 8.14.14 (via fauxspine)

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▲▲▲Beautiful human being — kaylahuber
His Lover’s Womb


When a man lays his head

On his lover’s stomach

That is his way of saying

He needs to retreat

To the safety of his mother’s womb

He can no longer sustain society’s blows

And shake the hatred, fear and killing

That befalls fellow men and woman

When a man lays his head

On his lover’s stomach

Be kind to him

And don’t say a word

Be thankful

He confides in only you


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Can’t sleep


it’s kind of weird knowing that when you sleep, you’re just looking at your eyelids but somewhere in your brain, you are able to produce dreams as if you’re still awake.  

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