“You cannot, you cannot use someone else’s fire. You can only use your own. And in order to do that, you must first be willing to believe that you have it.”

“

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

”

“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.”

if you’ve ever had a crush on me god bless your poor misguided heart　

(Source: biznasties, via yamswillbeyams)

“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.”

I feel as though I’m not enough for some people and too much for others, and I can’t seem to find the perfect medium, or care enough to.

fonmasterguard:

So no one at my friend’s old high school is allowed to dress up for halloween anymore because one year this kid came to school on a bike wearing a red jumpsuit with tampons taped to him. He rode around the school telling people he was the menstrual cycle

(via tater-tat)