Text 25 May 1 note

“If I loved you anymore than I do right this moment, my eyes would be beating for you, like little hearts that can only see you. “

Nobody makes me swoon like he does. I knew love before this, it was wholesome & everything I needed at that time but the love that grows so passionately every single moment with him is so new to me. I get nervous sometimes because of his occasional erratic choices but when it all comes down to it; seeing him, touching him, talking with him, laughing with him and sharing the deepest connection I’ve ever had with any other human will forever wash away any doubts that cross my mind. I get so lucky…every.single.time.

Photo 17 May Test run for Camp Bisco, not too shabby!

Test run for Camp Bisco, not too shabby!

Photo 17 May Fact!

Fact!

Quote 11 May 254 notes

“The difference between my darkness and your darkness is that I can look at my own badness in the face and accept its existence while you are busy covering your mirror with a white linen sheet. The difference between my sins and your sins is that when I sin I know I’m sinning while you have actually fallen prey to your own fabricated illusions.

For fuckin’ real.

— C. JoyBell C. (via creatingaquietmind)
Photo 9 May 1 note
Photo 9 May baskin’ in the pink!

baskin’ in the pink!

Quote 6 May 21,726 notes
Don’t ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness.
— Anonymous  (via sinkingsunk)

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amq:

I just want to sleep forever,
Never see tomorrow; or lead or follow,
I don’t want to work forever,
Know what I know, or beg or borrow.

Just like old lovers, who never leave home.
We’ll forget the city, and forget the roads.
‘Cause we are all rebels; never do what we’re told.
We may not grow money, but man we grow old …

Portugal. The Man - Sleep Forever

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Photo 2 May so weihd&it works so well.

so weihd&it works so well.

Quote 2 May 44 notes
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
— Jack KerouacOn the Road (via seaofwisdom)

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