"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.  I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense."


☼ ☯ ☼

Britt. 21. Oregon.
Talk to me. (:


Don’t live the same year 75 times and call it a life.

Robin Sharma (via severs)

This hit me like a brick…

(via knitting-books)

(Source: pureblyss)

Some days I hope you miss me
like an ex smoker misses nicotine.

Some days I wish you’d look at your scarred arms
and remember all of the times I was there for you;
all those nights where I’d talk to you for hours on end just to stop you from using your blade.

Other nights I am stuck awake
and I hope that maybe you’re thinking of me too.

But mostly I just wish you’d get out of my head,
because every second without you makes my chest tighter;
and I’m about to implode.

a.e. (via poetrycantsaveme)

It seems like life becomes more painful every day.

Everything is temporary.

3 words that completely changed my life once I fully accepted them  (via cosmiic)

(Source: lunacrystals)

Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.

you intoxicate me (via n4ughty-y)