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da name is connie.
.youngadult.
.California.
.love sleeping.
.love food.
.love art.
.love music.

For whatever we lose
(a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves
we find in the sea.
 - E.E. Cummings


If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.

 Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights  (via violentwavesofemotion)

It’s my job
to listen to other people’s heartbeats,
but you were the first person
who made me aware of my own.

— A doctor’s love note - Meghan Lynn (via merelyamadness)

You brave, brave thing.
One day, you’re going to
stop leaving the door open
for people who only know how
to keep leaving.

Yasmin Z, We’re All Still Learning (via larmoyante)

The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say : “Here is your home country.”

— Nizar Qabbani (via kuttymolle)

Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made, or by dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.

— Alan Cohen (via dirtyberd)

That’s the trouble with loving a wild thing: You’re always left watching the door.

— Edith Pattou, East (via observando)


That’s the trouble with loving a wild thing: You’re always left watching the door.

— Edith Pattou, East (via observando)


Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I’ll choke you with the same hand I fed you with.

— Anonymous (via suspend)