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"The life I have chosen gives me my full hours of enjoyment. The sun will not rise or set without my notice, and thanks.”
— Winslow Homer  (via lndisher)
"And then He said, “Let go, little one. These things will never satisfy, not even this.””
— I surrendered. (via drawmeafteryou)

jordan-wesley:

I crave adventure. I crave the mountains. I crave the smell of trees and flowers. I crave the sun beating down on my neck. I crave your hand in mine.

Let’s go.

"i don’t know
how to tell you this 
without breaking 
my hands. 
at night, 
i can hear the lonely
  hearts beating. 
we’re all wide awake. 
with hunger. 
with too much missing 
in our chests. 

here, listen.
 
i have become 
a creature of habit,
always reaching for 
what is not there.
my wrists are 
frozen in time. 
what i’m trying to say is,
   i love you 
but in a different way now.
  nothing’s been the same
ever since you burned
down the forest
the wolf in me 
called home.”
— A.Y. // i don’t know how to tell you this without breaking my hands (via 2wentysixletters)
"This is how we find each other. Open hands
and growing hearts. The sunset looks like
cotton candy and it is the first color I’ve seen
in years. When the bad things come at night,
we start sleeping with the lights on. When
the bad things come during the day,
we start closing the curtains. This is how
we find each other. Creaking wood floors
and open windows. My hands have stopped
shaking and there is milk in my coffee.
We drink wine out of paper cups and there
are marks on the furniture. The stubble
on your face is a quiet reminder of how much
growing we have left to do. This is how we
find each other. Accidentally, like $20 in a
pair of jeans you forgot you owned.
Purposefully, like archaeologists
running their fingers over ancient ruins.
There is dirt under our nails and sun
trapped beneath our skin.
This is how we find each other.”
THIS IS HOW WE FIND EACH OTHER - Fortesa Latifi (via madgirlf)
Anonymous asked: Holding on. How do you know if it's worth it?

2wentysixletters:

it depends on what you’re holding on to, my love. i’d say most of the time it’s worth it. but when you realise you’re running out of air, let go. anchors only take you to the shipwrecks at the bottom of the ocean. 

2wentysixletters:

love yourself
until it becomes
a habit
you can’t
shake.

"You can reach out or you can curl up in a ball sobbing away, either way, God is quick to be there with you. He has a way of finding us in our need, and we always need Him.”
— T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)
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