Body like a coke bottle

Sometimes the things you love can disappoint you. I didn't mean to run away, my feet just led the way.

Do you still write me? she asked. Every day, he replied. I have more letters to you than there are words in the world.

—Fragment 46 (via writingsforwinter)

bare bones

writingsforwinter:

we are all just different combinations of 26 letters;

our wrists are the houses that hold us,

our atoms the sea in which we swim.

here's what you tell someone who wants to commit suicide

writingsforwinter:

Here’s what you tell someone who wants to commit suicide: The moment that gunshot goes through your head, you’ll wish you hadn’t done it. When the chair leaves your feet you’ll struggle to get on solid ground again. You tell them they’ve been burning bridges for so long and maybe now it’s time to…

These woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

—Robert Frost, Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening (via kushandwizdom)

These woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

—Robert Frost, Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening (via kushandwizdom)

bakedly:

Part of me just wants to cuddle with you until we fall asleep and part of me wants to make you moan until your lungs give out

(via thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg)

ryancrobert:

you can just tell that Nicki Minaj is the kind of person that when you’re telling a story and everyone else in the group is talking over you, she’s making direct eye contact with you and paying extra attention so that you don’t get discouraged and stop mid-story

(via smile-and-go-with-it)