With Pen and Paper

With Pen and Paper

think about things. somethings, every things, most things, a few things, confusing things, simple things, stupid things, hurtful things, loving things. think.

“ Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. ”

—    H. Jackson Brown Jr.P.S. I Love You (via feellng)

(via australiansanta)

This is a siren world
Grass aching green aching fresh aching hope
and fruit so ripe. and everything come true.
and those you once loved you love still
are carried in you and never

And the curved lips of the boy you thought you would never
get a chance to know and his breath on your ear and his laughter
in yours.
And your hearts lost and found in one.

And the understanding how sailors out at sea drowned
For possibility.

—    l.a.w., siren worlds (via whimsagon)

London rain and wasted mistletoes
aching knees wrapped in tight denim,
letters heaping off the table
the ghost of his lips
still linger on my coffee mug.
I sigh just a little
cry just a little
die even a little more.
He still travels around me
over me
around me
inside me
thoughts spurning
into midnight mist and unsaid
apologies reeking underneath
linen beds.
I still share your love for old songs.
I listen to it while my soul
breaks into stardust.
I hope you smile even brighter
as you did yesterday.
Our yesterday.
My perfect playground.
My knees ache so bad.
And this heart is no longer fair like
it once was, and yet you still own
my periwinkle heart.

My God, we were so young then.

—    do you ever touch that empty side of your bed and just call my name? -s.p. (via mystrangesilhouettes)

(via mystrangesilhouettes)

“ The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation ”


(via birthmark-poetry)

“ Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place. ”

—    note to self - c0ntemplations (via perfect)

(via recklessandbravee)

“ One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life. ”

—    John Green (via asdfghjkllove)

(via luvdancingqueen)