She’s the type of person you’d write a book about. I would take the first three chapters to describe the way her touch sets my skin on fire.

— me (via noo-interruption)

(via facetofacewiththesky)


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@JaredLeto: Miss you already, @Zedd! :)
Push Pull

It comes and goes. Sometimes I want to puke at how I absurdly adore how your face compliments the smoke coming out from your mouth upon  puffing that wicked cigarette and how I don’t mind setting my lungs on fire so we could breathe the same toxic air. Sometimes though I see you as yet another human I just happen to know quite more than the others. I could go on for days merrying and not look for you. The out of sight , out of mind wordplay is real I suppose. But tonight you are on my mind. It has become a chore my dear to keep on jumping from needing you like air tonight to not giving a damn about you the next day. And since I have yet to figure out what you are to me, I’ ll  continue chugging that killer thirst quencher with you.

People say to you, ‘you’ve changed’, or something like that, well, I hope, for the sake of God that you have changed, because I don’t want to be the same person all my life. I want to be growing, I want to be expanding. I want to be changing. Because animate things change, inanimate things don’t change. Dead things don’t change. And the heart should be alive, it should be changing, it should be moving, it should be growing, its knowledge should be expanding.

Shaykh Hamza Yusuf   (via lostintheharmonies)


(via waakeme-up)

(Source: choices-notchances, via felldownthezombiehole)

If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that it only takes one person, one patient, one moment to change your life forever, to change your perspective, colour your thinking. To force you to re-evaluate everything you think you know. To make you ask yourself the toughest questions: Do you know who you are? Do you know what’s happened to you? Do you want to live this way?

Cristina Yang - ‘Do You Know’
Season 10, Episode 17
(via greys-anatomy-quotes)

(via brainfartingideas)

a love story:   i was attracted to you but then you opened your mouth


You don’t see me clearly
when you go to bed
every night with the idea of me.
You look right through me.
I don’t want to be worshipped,
I want to be loved.
And they’re very different things.