Etched Band Ring accessorized perfectly by Gypsylovinlight.
18th Aug 201421:572,205 notes

Trying to Carry Groceries In One Trip.
18th Aug 201421:51142,632 notes

Ten feet.

Nothing more, nothing less.

The repelling forces of unconditional love, the most impossible type of love.

The kind of love, you know, the “if you love him you’ll let him go”, type love.

The love that hits you back five times harder than you hit it type love.

The Muhammad Ali Uppercut, knocking every molecule of oxygen out of you, love.

You’re lying there in the midst of darkness and a faint sense of reality.

Within a dream; deep deep inside, you feel the once shared heartbeat of your teammate-opponent.

That rhythmic voice of a heartbeat, whispering, just whispering to you to get back up, right before that match is called.

You are not a quitter, you’re a fighter. 

The “float like a butterfly sting like that son of a bitch love” type fighter…

Theres no giving up in this game, because that love; it thrives in the soul.

Not a single soul, two souls dancing as one, fighting as one, repelling as one, yet holding that bond as one, as if two opposing magnets that only exist for the purpose of being pairs, had slipped into an unrelenting state of distant togetherness.

But then, even that dream starts to drift, and here I am staring at you. Walking out the door. Back turned, not a word, not a glance, nothing. 

I feel myself in your thoughts, but only just barely, as that 10 expands exponentially with each step. 

I lift my hand, but my eyes well up with disappointed hopes. 

And I am left unconscious reaching; 

Reaching for that dream; just far enough out of my grasp, yet close enough for the mere sight to taunt my imagination. 

The truth is, I do love you, and I could let you go.

But that dream, i cannot and will not EVER let it out of my sight.

Even when defeat, with its arm held high, belt in hand,

I will never, ever let you go.

~   Five things I am trying very hard to accept (via endangerment)

(via thechicitalian)

30th May 201423:33113,485 notes


i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe

(via acidick-tongue)


a relationship is like a house

if a lightbulb goes out, you don’t buy a new house, you just change the lightbulb.

unless that house is a lying whore

then you burn the fucker to the ground and buy a better house with lights that you can fucking count on.


(via acidick-tongue)

~   The greatest thing I have ever read (via youmaythinkyouknowme)

(via acidick-tongue)



I’m going to be completely honest here and say i wish this man had been my father if he was going to just actually tell me the truth like this.

This is the best life lessons I’ve ever heard from a single human being. I wish my parents had taught me half of this.

(via elroytheskydiver)

Opaque  by  andbamnan