"There is salt water
pumping through your veins
and your eyes are the deepest parts
of the ocean
and last summer I went for a swim
but the current took me out too far
and I ended up twenty feet under gasping for air
this summer the ocean is calling me drunk at 3 am and I can’t give in
I can’t let myself sink to the bottom
and drown in you all over again"
- you broke my heart and now you want another chance - e-xhilrate (via perfect)

(via psychiatral)


sometimes i realize there are so many things i won’t remember in 50 years like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs i saw today and my mom’s voice and i get so sad i never want to forget

(via iloveyoubeaucoup)

"The way she cried wasn’t fancy, It held no charm. It illuminated every trace of beauty in her, it wasn’t poetic as in the way they tell us in books and show us in movies. It’s not rain drops twinkling out of a distant cloudy sky, it was rather a mixture of water and soil. It was mud, dirty, messy and slippery. I’d look away if I hadn’t loved her,but I do look, blankly without doing anything. I hate mud! But then the magic comes and with her I know it always would. The way she dries up pulling her cracked face into a bend smile that crowds all her features enough for her eyes to sink back to her soul. That was weirdly beautiful. A wizardly smile and all of a sudden, just like that, I am in-love with mud. wanting to watch that all over again."
- Nada Fallatah (via observando)