Beautiful.
(Source: halfstoned)
Beautiful.
(Source: halfstoned)
<3

I feel that when I’m old, I’ll look at you and know the world was beautiful.
(via cursethecurrents)
(Source: kaaarra, via cursethecurrents)
He found me when I was broken,
just a collection of memories, torn and
discarded pictures, a mess of a girl who
spent nights finding love at the bottom of
whiskey bottles, screaming at the cold
silhouette of my past on the bed sheets.
I had given up on myself, I was lost,
filling my body…
YOU ARE “GREAT” :)))
I love you works! It inspires me so much.
I am being inspired by the poets here on Tumblr. :))))
I wanna be a great poet too.
I wanna express my thoughts well enough for them to understand.
Thank you for inspiring me to write. Thank you for your wonderful poems, stories, quotes and everything! :)
Being strong is none too easy when the
Reality is; I am and will
Only ever be, fractured and fragile.
Knowing not when nor how nor who could
Ever piece together, the tiny shards of
Nothingness your absence has left in its wake.
.
(Sorry, just one more)
(via graciouswords)
Through mine eyes, across oceans blue
I watch them come and go but know
they will never see the best of you
nor be the sustenance to help you grow.and you cry
Tear filled questions escape your eyes
bitter sadness stains your cheeks
your tissue marred with all their lies
you…
Falling is easy.
Picking yourself
up, dusting yourself
off and ignoring the
burning pain; not from
the scraped knees or the
lacerated hands but from
the gaping wound in
your chest that the absence
of open, welcoming arms
has left; is one of the most
difficult things to do.
Yet we’d do it all again,
in a heartbeat.
(via graciouswords)