sheenaandjudyweremybestfriends:

I JUST FELT MY HEART BEING RIPPED OUT OF MY CHEST

sheenaandjudyweremybestfriends:

I JUST FELT MY HEART BEING RIPPED OUT OF MY CHEST



granosdegranada:

I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine,in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze,staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me

 and I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you areon the bed, like a gift, like a touchable dream.

—  Carol Ann Duffy

granosdegranada:

I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine,
in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze,
staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,
from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me

 and I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you are
on the bed, like a gift, like a touchable dream.

  Carol Ann Duffy


granosdegranada:

BE HERE NOW.BE LOVE NOW.

granosdegranada:

BE HERE NOW.
BE LOVE NOW.


My creed is Love; wherever its caravan turns along the way, that is my belief, my faith.

granosdegranada:

Ibn Arabi



(via sadellite)


I think if souls were
tangible things, yours would
be something like a flower.
You are fleeting and lovely
yet not everyone knows
how to appreciate you.
cydney c. (via granosdegranada)

(via granosdegranada)


beefmilk2:

wish i was kissing you instead of thinking about you

(via theperks-of-being-a-badbitch)


jedavu:

Colorful, Well-Composed Illustrations Of NYC & Other Cities

by based in Mexico, illustrator Aldo Crusher