Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark. — N’tima (via godmoves)
(Source: mariaarroyo, via greatminds-thinkotherwise)
Perhaps that is precisely what life is: a dream and an anxiety. — Alfred Kubin (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
Lana Del Rey - Young and Beautiful (from “The Great Gatsby” Soundtrack) (by LanaDelRey)
Perfection.
I think sometimes people forget just how lucky we are. We are alive. We have food. We have clean, running water. We have shelter and infrastructure. We have an operating medical system. I mean, it’s all very well to stress about our lives, to frantically search for direction and to wonder if we will ever do something worthwhile. It’s fine to be overwhelmed by choices. But at least we have those choices to make. There are people out there who won’t make it til tomorrow. We are extremely blessed and I think everyone just needs to take a step back from the self-loathing, the doubt, the teenage friendship dramas, the relationship troubles and all other manner of causes of apparent stress and realize that. We are alive. — (via inspirinquotes)
(via megemilym)
What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters. — Charles Baudelaire (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. — Marty Mcconnell (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
You’re the only girl I’ve seen for a very long time that actually did look like something blooming. — Fitzgerald (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. — Frida Kahlo (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
The one thing the world will never have enough of is the outrageous. — Salvador Dali (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
She was a sweet girl but not really pretty, a rough sketch of a woman with a little of everything in her, one of those silhouettes which artists draw in three strokes on the tablecloth in a café after dinner, between a glass of brandy and a cigarette. Nature sometimes turns out creatures like that. — Guy de Maupassant (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
The three bench-warmers sat still through the afternoon. There was nowhere else Elodea would rather have been, except possibly with Saidye or Xiola, even though Xiola was mad with her and Saidye was snappable. Her mind was clear, except she kept coming back to the valentine she had written for…
