I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly, and then all at once.

"What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten.”

(Source: brookeeverdeen, via honeybadgerswag)

Tell me why it’s been 18 months but
my heart still collapses into sinkholes
when your ex’s name tiptoes out of your mouth.
And I know it’s just a whisper, but why does it
still sound more like tornado sirens?

Yesterday, we were sharing an ice cream sandwich,
when you looked at me & I’m reminded that sometimes
living people can haunt us more than ghosts can.
See, the worst thing is that she’s not even here
but she can still suck all the oxygen out of a room.

I used to think it’d be easy —
that you’d fall out of love with her
the way coins slip out of shallow pockets
but when you kiss me hard, I can
still hear your left pockets jingling.

astagesetforcatastrophe, part of you still loves her (via avvfvl)

(via coffeeisneverstrongenough)

I think you need to fall in love with the wrong person. I think you need to fight and cry and sweat and bleed and fail. I think you need to have bad relationships and bad breakups. I think you need all of that so that when the right person and the right relationship comes along you can sigh with relief and say, “Ah yes. That is how its supposed to feel.

—Excerpt from “Conversations with my Mother” (via illusionsvk)

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To me you are more than just skin and bones.
You are elegance and freedom and everything
I know,so come on and do it baby, let your hair
down let me run my fingers through it…