(Source: theproperstranger, via runmikeerun)
(Source: free-your-mind, via stpatience)
(via theseamaiden)
Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.
—Margaret Atwood, Good Bones (via audreylostinparis)
(via mnjavellana)
When you know in your gut
That something is right,
But the timing just isn’t.
No regrets. Onwards, always onwards. :)
I get that change doesn’t come on a particular day of the year
and, more often than not, promises made are soon after broken;
but there’s something very comforting about knowing that
on this day, you aren’t alone in hoping for something better.
