The PR

We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

—Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast  (via holdenandcaulfield)

(Source: larmoyante, via holdenandcaulfield)

You refuse to spell correctly the famous
name of the famous town in which
you’ll lie to someone other than me tonight.
“And he,” you write, “is very dying.”

But get this: a glossy sun in that
obscenely slow gamut of sky.
Now get in love.
I’d so like to burn down your hands.

Heartbreak thrashes the hush, a mouth
of thought—I freak back out.
To space’s constant swallow comes
a small unslaughter: a song
for once, a sliver. Be let go.

—Graham Foust from Outbox  (via kdecember)

Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.

—Unknown (via electric-wish)

(Source: aquaticuss, via theheartofartemis)

Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or 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 samsaranmusing)

(via soulwarrior)