.・꙳・.✭.・♡˚✦𓂃☆.•・.

ೃ⁀➷•.・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

You don't belong in a place where you think: "Will I be a burden?"

You don't belong in a place where you feel like you have to limit yourself. You don't belong in a place where you can't explain what hurts you, where you're not understood. You don't belong in a place where you don't feel like yourself. This is the reason for your exile and captivity.

˚ ✦𓂃☆𝔀𝓮𝓫･࿐

.・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

.・꙳♡・❥・•☆•・❥・•.

I'm tired... Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I'm tired of never having me a buddy to be with to tell me where we's going to, coming from, or why. Mostly, I'm tired of people being ugly to each other. I'm tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world... every day. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head... all the time...

~Stephen King

"I assure you; while I look like a ghost, I'm no spirit or demon. I'm nothing but a girl struggling to make her way in an intolerant world. I bleed, I love, and someday, I'll die."

Leanna Renee Hieber, "The Strangely Beautiful Tale of Miss Percy Parker"

・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*•.¸♡❦

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride:

I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."

Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

.・•.✦𓂃☆.・❥・.✭..•.

In life, everything becomes a memory: good things, bad things, moments full of emotions, sunrises and sunsets, meetings with friends, the road traveled with those who are no longer with us... even this moment when you are reading this will soon pass, so be someone's good memory, that person someone thinks about: I miss them.・❥・꙳•.♡꙳・•.

M.

・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*•.¸♡❦

Where the sun peaks through

the trees and kisses the ferns,

that's where I find my peace...

* ˚ ✦𓂃☆𝔀𝓮𝓫･࿐

•.♡.•.・❥・.˚✭..•.

"Recognizing that everything you encounter, touch, or love can become part of you, and in essence never disappears, as long as you can recall it to memory or heart. It's all so connected that we lose everything, but also, we never lose anything." .・❥・꙳•.♡꙳𓂃𓂂

-Adrianne Lenker

Good or bad our memories are always with you.・❥・꙳•.♡꙳𓂃𓂂

Collage by me.

ೃ⁀➷•.・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

I'd like to touch you

as I touch your name.

But I'm afraid of the moment

when I'll see your eyebrows and lips.

There are so many lines

that kill tenderness

and so many dim lights

that don't whisper of love.

I'd like to know you by touch,

I'd like you to come at night,

lean over me sleeping

and leave again like the moon.

I'd stop staring

at the motionless window

and fall asleep

cuddled in the scent of you.

~𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓟𝓸ś𝔀𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓸𝔀𝓼𝓴𝓪

ೃ⁀➷ Gif by me.・❥・꙳•.♡꙳𓂃𓂂

・❥・𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭.・❥・

M.