If I looked up the definition of ‘devil’,
I would probably find your name.
If someone were to ask me
to describe what hell felt like,
I would talk about what you put me through.
If I wanted to feel intoxicated,
I would drink in the sound of your voice.
If you wanted to know the color of my mood,
I would let you peak inside my chest.
If you wanted to go on an adventure,
you could take a ride on the roller coaster in my veins
that goes off every time you do as little as look my way.
If you wanted to know how much I loved you,
I would take you to the beach
and tell you to look for the end of the ocean.
If you needed a place to stay,
I would still let you crawl under my skin and make yourself at home.
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I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again. - Anaïs Nin (via cosmofilius)

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Do not look at yourself with disgust, you are a gift to this earth. You are beautiful, you are a light, an energy, an essence. You are nature herself. - Heidi Pickett (via cosmofilius)

Something we should all remember

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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 kushandwizdom)

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