"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."

Rumi


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Britt. 21. Oregon.
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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)