She is the calm and reasonable one.
Always there to comfort and help.
Never expecting anything back.
Not is she ever asking for help.
But she has this perverse need.
That she will be in your mind.
At all time alwyas and forever.
The one you think of with love.
She need to be needed and loved.
She not in a romantic way.
But just to take place in your heart.
And never leave is her need.

(via tsunadee)

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house, you can never tell.

Joan Crawford  (via spycnsweet)

Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.

T.S. Eliot (via bodasdesangre)

Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around.

Steven King (via jayarrarr)

I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass.

Maya Angelou (via bodasdesangre)

Yesterday is a tree with great spreading branches, and I [sit] low in its shade, remembering.

Pablo Neruda, Passions and Impressions (via kari-res)

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.

Mark Twain  (via fifteenfeather)

All I have to offer, you’ll find
between these outstretched arms.
A none too pretty fractured heart
that hides behind the charm.
Resonating broken rhythm
the shallow beat echoes the pain
as loves rejection squeezes tight
but still I yearn to love again.
So should you try to fill the space
betwixt the cracks of fragments past
I’ll love you unconditionally
forever and always and always to last.

(via graciouswords)