me,swimming:wow this is amazing i love the ocean
me, when seaweed touches my foot: I imagine death so much it feels more like memory
“Even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started.”—
(Source: naturaekos, via then-the-cats-went-meow)
Eventually you hit that point where you’re no longer interested in convincing people that how you feel and who you are is valid and decide that as long as you know your truth and what works for you, that’s what matters.
(via alone-and-in-the-dark)
“I remember the way it felt to have your hands graze my body, each touch as soft and warm as the blanket that covered our bodies. Instead of your fingers touching me, now it’s the cold breeze from my open window showing me just how alone I am without you.”— Excerpt from a book I will never write #1315
(via excerptsofstories)
(via alone-and-in-the-dark)
I think we can all agree it sucks being away from the person that means the most to you
(via alone-and-in-the-dark)