just remembered this poem and SCRAMBLED to find it. one of my faves ever

there are always more sunsets to see. oceans to visit. birds to listen to. there is always love and hope and kindness. you will never have nothing. there is so much more to life than what you feel right now. you will have a life beyond these bad days and harsh thoughts. you deserve to.

one time my friend's mom said she "felt god" in some places, and i've been thinking about it ever since. for me, god lives at the northern californian beach. the air is thicker, and the ground is richer. the land thrums with life, flowing like blood through the body. i have never felt more human than when i stand waist-deep in freezing water, looking out at the cold, dark ocean. never has god been more palpable than when i stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the misty abyss. the wind blows, the mist wets your face, and everything in life seems to pale in comparison to what you feel at that exact moment. i'm not always religious, but there is something about the beach.

sometimes i feel like i'm hurtling through time. theoretically, time moves and we all know this. but then it moves a little faster than expected. one minute you are dancing to some Taylor Swift music video on Vevo and suddenly she's 32 and you're 16, and you can drive anywhere you want, and your sister is graduating, and you're about to spend your first summer away from home. suddenly you hop in bed and no one comes to tuck you in. life goes by so quickly, and we all know it, but no one understands it until it happens

i hate when girls feel dumb for trying to see the best in people and then end up hurt or disappointed like no!! it’s those people that were dumb for misleading you. they took advantage of your kindness and generosity, and they’ll rot for it 

what do i want? what do i want? i want a love that'll stop the world. i want kisses that grip time in their fist. i want someone to wash away the dirt and sludge and slime, leaving me finally clean. i want smiles that define the sun, and hugs that flood my heart. i want someone to take my black and white world, and paint it in bright red. that's what i want

what if we were in a library and i was sitting on the ground reading a book and you knelt beside me and put your fingers under my chin and kissed me?

jane eyre would STREAM taylor swift pass it on

my friends include the hours of 2 am, 3 am, and 4 am

Come get this dick-fil-a

in the pursuit of knowledge there must be no shame, for shame kills curiosity.

"my child is fine" your child drew a dick with their boat and then lodged it in the suez canal and halted maritime trading

Loving is not gratitude, rather it is restlessness.

siir-poesia © (via siir-poesia)

anyone else have that one album or artist that just feels like coming home? yeah.

being known is a mortifying ordeal not only bc it involves allowing someone to see the worst of you and hoping they will love you anyway but also bc it involves letting them see the best of you and hoping it actually means something to them

It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment.

Charles Bukowski (via sunsetquotes)

listening to songs you used to like is like seeing a familiar friend. their memories wrap you up in their arms and hold you tight through all the bad. they are your hidden ex-lover, waiting until you miss them. go find your old favorite songs. make a playlist. listen to it. they’re around, and they remember.