Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never disappears. An ember still smolders inside me. Most days, I don’t notice it, but, out of the blue, it’ll flare to life.
― Maria V. Snyder, Storm Glass (via observando)
And if you could give me warm night
and sticky midday love,
If you could say the names of God with awe and fear cemented to your tongue,
if you could give me equal parts soft and hard,
I could stand behind you and say
“Ameen.”
― Key Ballah (via keywrites)
Please forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.
― (via bl-ossomed)
We never really grow up. We only learn how to act in public.
― Peter Pan (via aha-ok-fick-dich)
  • Cashier: That'll be $4.03
  • Me: I only have $4...
  • Cashier: That's ok, I have the three cents
  • Me: ...........
  • Cashier: ........
  • Me: what are we?