“To Rest And Trust; To Give Your Soul In Confidence: I Need This, I Need Someone To Pour Myself Into.”

Come dwell with me underneath these pink skies, hold my hand, and I will hold your heart.

e.v.e.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

God is the only reason I made it this far.

i never feel like i have enough time to do anything. i have so much to learn and to accomplish but i always feel like i’m being chased by the shadows of shortening hours, and i have to remind myself to breathe.

we have all the time in the world, but also, we don’t.  (via a-quietsoul)

— an anonymous woman on coming to terms with being a lesbian in the 1950’s-60’s, from an interview with Deborah Goleman Wolf

And if ever

I failed

to love you

at your worst,

I am sorry

for maybe

that’s when

I am also

trying

to look for

the best in me.

Have you seen it? //ma.c.a