How can a heart be
both grown and broken, brown eyes? Filled to be emptied,
little fingers between mine—
hold you, wet lashes.

shadowprovesthesunshine:

"Love is weakness," my
demons said. “Weakness broke Stone
Tables,” I reply.

aseaofquotes:

Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

aseaofquotes:

Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

"So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers."

Jorge Luis Borges (via syndrome)

(via thevintagesparrow)

aseaofquotes:

Tana French, In the Woods

aseaofquotes:

Tana French, In the Woods

(Source: archatlas, via escapingsaccharinity)

aseaofquotes:

Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life

aseaofquotes:

Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life

Wrote some poetry today and also decided to try and channel the bottled up inspiration into one of my less natural artistic avenues. 

I artsed hard today.

Wrote some poetry today and also decided to try and channel the bottled up inspiration into one of my less natural artistic avenues.

I artsed hard today.

I’ve been your anchor;
teach me of wind, let me be
sails to carry you.

Let my words hold you
at arms’ length to hide how my
arms long to hold you.

Tattoo a compass
with no north on your arms; let
me hold you steady.

I wear masks of wit,
build walls of clever, so you
won’t see my eyes plead.

(Source: bibliophilebunny, via thewrittenroad)

"Smile," he says daily.
“I could smile galaxies, but
black holes swallow me.”

She smiles through stained glass.
He draws her in black lines, can’t
contain her colors.