Almost Somewhere

yelled:

when you wake up early in the morning and sit on the edge of your bed like

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We cannot carry the weight of the dead. We have to move forward.
We fall in love with one version of someone and we expect them to stay that way, but they never do.
Olivia Wilde, Her: Love in the Modern Age (via heresay)
I was not myself for weeks yet nobody noticed.
(via everdeenes)
kaeandlucy:

this is my all-time favourite tumblr post

kaeandlucy:

this is my all-time favourite tumblr post

ashleywyldepoetry:

a something inside me just won’t sit still.

it’s fidgety and impatient like a child.
this something has a mind all it’s own.
it longs to be free and run wild.

this something is anxious and tugs at my strings.
it pulls me towards life without guides.
the way i am now will…

Treat her like you’re still trying to win her, and that’s how you’ll never lose her.
(via fuckinq)