"The Reading Of All Good Books Is Like Conversation With The Finest Men Of Past Centuries."

“I do not desire mediocre love. I want to drown in someone.”

— (via nostalgicnerd)

~ Clouds and stars and scapes of blue always veil the thoughts of you. Something deeper than desire has fallen amongst us, yet I feel that the promises of forever will inevitably stumble into a void between maybe and never. But if had the choice, I’d somehow bind our chapters into a story. I’d peer into tomorrow and maybe witness your wish to stay. Yet a part of me dares not to disturb the door of fate (or maybe I am too scared of what I would see beyond it)。

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Frida Kahlo and Chavela Vargas

I wanna run away with someone in the middle of the night and go on adventures and see the world and eat at cheap truck stops and sit on top of our car and look at the stars and just be somewhere other than here. 

Sometimes you just gotta stay silent cause no words can explain the shit that’s going on in your mind and heart.

Be kind to what mother nature has given us. Be gentle with animals. Be compassionate to every living being, as we are not all that different, at all.

some words I made.  (via peachyvegans)

“Hush now, don’t speak. I can read your thoughts in your eyes, sense them in the way you hold my hand. I know what you want to say when you hold me tight and can’t seem to let me go. Sometimes we’re better off enjoying the silence, better off filling the space between the lines. Letting the unsaid things talk. We don’t have to give it a name as long as we both know what we’re in over our heads. Sometimes words simply aren’t needed. Not when I’m with you.”

— hush now / n.j.

I might like a girl.

My face will flush

caused by the thought of that girl.

I might talk to the girl

get to know that girl,

Love that girl

be with that girl,

Potentially marry that girl,

spend the rest of my life with that girl

But the only thing that keeps me apart from that girl,

is knowing that people will stare.

They will care angrily.

They will fight to keep me apart from that girl,

because, I just happen to be a girl who loves another girl,

in an unapproving world.

~

Alex Delorme

excerpt from who cares if it’s a choice? snappy answers to 101 nosy, intrusive, and highly personal questions about lesbians and gays by ellen orleans, june 1994