| Girl: | Are you nervous? |
| Me: | Yes |
| Girl: | Is this your first time? |
| Me: | No it isn't. I have been nervous before. |
We read to know we’re not alone.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
e.e. cummings (via psych-facts)
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I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.
And on purpose, I choose you.
Daniel C. L. (via apprenticehero)
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