“Loving her was like planting a baby tree in a pot. She was young and vulnerable. She needed support and someone to hold her up. Even though you knew she was going to outgrow you, that she was destined for greater things, there was a part of you that hoped she’d take the pot with her when she grew her roots out and into the ground.”— Anon
One day, whether you
are 14,
28
or 65
you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.
However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––
is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.
“
| — | Beau Taplin, “The Awful Truth” (via alunit) |
So I drank one, it became four, and when I fell on the floor I drank more. Nothing has changed, I still love you, I still love you.
You all say I’ve crossed the line.
But the sad fact is I’ve lost my mind.
But the sad fact is I’ve lost my mind.
“
| — |
Keaton Henson, Beekeeper (via music-and-quotes) |
Sometimes, I’m the mess.
Sometimes, I’m the broom.
On the hardest days,
I have to be both.
Sometimes, I’m the broom.
On the hardest days,
I have to be both.
“
| — |
Rudy Francisco (via herkindoftea) |
