I don’t think there had been a time when I wasn’t in love with you. I fell in love with you before I even saw you, before we touched, before our hands reached out to one another and began to hold on tight. And I stayed in love with you after that, too. After we let go. Not all at once, but slowly, as if we couldn’t bear to touch anything else. Or anyone else, for that matter. I was in love with you. I’ve loved you through the fights, the tears, the breakdowns in your tiny kitchen. Through the silence, through the screams. I don’t consider myself brave or strong for loving someone as broken as you were, because I was constantly falling and breaking, too. I fell for you and kept on falling ever since. I’d still break every bone for you. I had always been in love with you.

Geez, okay. Taylor fucking Swift just gave a complete stranger all of the money she had with her, which were like $90, just because it was her BIRTHDAY and she didn’t want to leave this girl with empty hands on her BIRTHDAY. Then she was like, “Gurl, I’m sorry. Here’s all the money I have with me. Buy yourself a bunch of awesome stuff.” In conclusion, Taylor Swift is an angel and if you don’t think so, too, you’re WRONG.



Grand Central, NYC 1929.

It’s not possible to take such a photograph anymore, as the buildings outside block the sun rays.

I think about this at least once a day.

“In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. 
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. 
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm. 
I realized, through it all, that
 in the middle of winter, I finally found that within me there lies an invincible summer.” — Albert Camus. (via whyallcaps)

“I think we grow up thinking the only love that counts as true love is the kind that lasts forever or is fully realized. When you have a broken heart, the first thing a stranger will ask is ‘how long were you two together?’ As if your pain can be determined by how long you were with someone. Or if you were with them at all. I don’t think that’s how it works. I think unrequited love is just as valid as any other kind. It’s just as crushing and just as thrilling. No matter what happens in this situation, I want you to remember that what you are doing is selfless and beautiful and kind. You are loving someone purely because you love them, not because you think you’ll ever have your affections reciprocated. You are admiring something for its beauty without needing to own it. Feel good about being the kind of person who loves selflessly. I think someday you’ll find someone who loves you in that exact same way.” — Taylor Swift.


If someone asks you what side you’re on, tell them you are on the side of children who have not yet died.

— Iain S. Thomas (@IWroteThisForU)

July 18, 2014


Rosamunde Pilcher, The Shell Seekers

18, 36, 55, 74, 87.

18. Do you believe in karma?

Definitely not. I’ve seen too many assholes getting away with things they should be rotting in hell for.

36. Define art.

To me, art is everything you pour your whole heart into. Whether it turns out to be a drawing, a painting, a recipe, a carpet or a song. I don’t think it matters as long as you’ve touched something with your bare hands and transformed it into a creation of your own. Love can be art, too, if you ask me. Because to me, art is not only how you touch objects, but people and lives as well. 

55. Love or lust?

Love. Lust and affection are things that pass with time if love isn’t involved. But I think love (at least based on my experiences so far) is something that just doesn’t leave you. Even if you wish it would sometimes. You will always remember the first person you fell in love with. Even if you didn’t kiss him or her, even if you never so much as sat next to them in the school bus. I’m just incredibly fascinated by the power and impact it has on us. The things we do for love. The fools we turn into.

74. What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

Young Volcanoes by Fall Out Boy.

87. What is your current desctop picture?

The Kiss by Gustav Klimt.

1, 5, 9, 17, 28, 57, 64, 77, 79, 99.

First of all, I’m sorry for the late reply. I spent the last few days at my best friend’s place and didn’t really have access to tumblr. (Don’t even get me started on the App.) Okay, here we go.

1. Sexuality?

At the risk of sounding super cheesy, I honestly care more about who you are instead of what’s between your legs. And it’s not that I’m confused about my sexuality, it’s just that people, whether they’re male or female, can be so overwhelmingly beautiful. (Now THAT was cheesy.) I’ve kissed girls before, I’ve kissed boys before. And both were nice to kiss.

5. What does your latest text message from someone else say?

"Feel loved, it was so nice!"

9. Ever had a poem or song written about you?

None that I know of, sorry to disappoint you!

17. What was the last lie you told?

"I hardly think about her anymore."

28. What’s your biggest “what if”?

Not a day goes by that I don’t wonder how things would’ve turned out if I had stayed with him on that day. If I had’nt left him all alone.

57. How many relationships have you had?

None, if you ask me. 

64. Where is your best friend?

At work.

77. How can I win your heart?

I don’t think it’s anyone’s to win.

79. What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

I’m more of a really, really dumb decisions-maker, but I guess the decision I’m most proud of was to take a break after my graduation instead of going straight to college. (Or to start a training, for that matter.)

99. If the whole world were listening to you, what would you say?

Enough wounded, enough dead. Enough blood spilled for no reason at all.