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Sep 30, 2014 / 829 notes

The danger of freedom is this:
it’s too much,
too much,
and hungry.
gnashing our bones
between broken teeth,
and we are trapped
before we even realize
that we have borne
our own destruction.

The beauty of freedom is this:
the choice,
that paper moment between
life and death,
birth and devastation
when we are capable of anything,
when we can swallow stars,
when we can grow orchards from our veins,
when we can hold the sea in our lungs,
when we can kiss the sun full on the mouth.

Icarus sang “Hallelujah”
as his body burned,
with lips seared and smiling.

Emily Palermo, Icarus (via starredsoul)

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Sep 29, 2014 / 1,027 notes
The day I stopped
checking on you was
the day I finally ended
an unwritten chapter.

I will look back on
your pages with pride.
Thank you for gracing me
with the knowledge that
I can survive after you.
Sep 28, 2014 / 8,019 notes
If he doesn’t love you
the way you need to be loved,
for god’s sake leave.
Life is too short to keep breaking
your back for someone who doesn’t have a spine of their own.
There is strength in love,
so be brave and walk away.
If someone truly deserves you,
they will learn that love
doesn’t always mean letting go,
sometimes it’s in finding the strength
to grab a hold of you again
so you never find another
reason to leave.
Pavana पवन (via aiyaadi)

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Sep 27, 2014 / 1,935 notes
Sep 24, 2014 / 1,419 notes
Dear future child
If it’s 3am and you find yourself in a world of complete despair
Please do not turn to strangers on the internet for solace as I did
Please climb onto my bed
And I will hold you until the demons sleep
If it is Thursday morning and you are too sad to move
I won’t force you
I will buy ice cream and we will watch your favourite tv show and I will remind you of your importance
If you feel as if you have no purpose
I will remind you that you were created entirely with love and every pain you feel, I feel too
When you’re sure you can’t go on anymore
I will tell you that when I was 21 I searched for peace at the bottom of a vodka bottle chased by a bottle of pain killers
But that five years later
When you were placed in my arms in the delivery room
I realised that you were why I had been holding on
Without realising it, you saved me, do you know how amazing that is?
So if you ever feel like grabbing that vodka bottle, put it down, we will get in the car and I will drive until the sky turns magenta
I will show you how the sun rises every morning to encourage you to rise too
Sweetheart I refuse to be unaware of your sufferings
As my mother was to mine.
Sep 24, 2014 / 99,555 notes
Sep 23, 2014 / 3 notes

See them
walk the tide-line
as the oil-rig shimmers
through the faded blue,
she, glancing up
in a gust of sunlight
like a pearl diver
opening her eyes underwater.

See them exchange
the red tabernacle
of their hearts
against a covenant
of light and water,
while dolphins sleep
on borrowed time
with one eye open.

"Wedding Song" by Pauline Stainer, from Crossing the Snowline (2008). (via greatleapsideways)
Sep 23, 2014 / 20 notes

Finally, I Get To Know What They Mean
Sep 23, 2014 / 88,926 notes


Finally, I Get To Know What They Mean

(via livetthh)

you are vast and beautiful like the sea,
and i was afraid to swim.
so you poured me into your veins,
and let me ride the waves.

now i finally understand
why sailors don’t come home.


i can hear the tide in your whispers (via fixating)

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Sep 23, 2014 / 846 notes