A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes....


A space for everything and nothing as it flows into my brain...

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lifeisabeautifulstruggle:

1. Any pain you are going through right now..it will end. Take a deep breath. Think of that one bright, happy thing in your life and smile. Live another day. It’s worth it.

2. The world, even the smallest parts of it, is filled with things you don’t know.


3. No one ever…

Together, or not at all.

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"Where is this going?"

This is the question I ask
and every time I do,
I lose my breath.
I hope to hear the words
that my heart wants
but at the same time,
I’m not completely sure
what those words are.
These are the words
that make my stomach turn
from anticipation and anxiety,
the words that slowly
make my soul sweat ferociously
from being too nervous.
The answer to these four words
can either light a flame in my soul
or break the pieces
I’ve band-aided together.

These are the words
that will either end the let downs
I’m used to
or start another period of
broken hearted poetry
I will write at
three in the morning.

Ming D. LiuWhere Is This Going? (via mingdliu)

Maybe I’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new (x)

The problem is, the epically good decisions and the epically bad ones look exactly the same when you’re making them.
— Grey’s Anatomy (via sgmwgsmgreysanatomy)

Let’s just talk about this small moment right here. It’s so simple, okay? It’s easy, it’s like a habit, as though they’d been doing this their entire lives when in reality it’s only been three quiet but incredibly special weeks. It’s comfort, it’s home, it’s them. He stops what he’s doing, steadies his hands and turns his head, because she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; where he always wanted her, and where he needs her. He forgets about the dinner he’s supposed be making when he feels her arms wrap around his torso, head pressed to his back and eyes shut tight. He’s used to this, to her constant need to be near him, to be touching him, to stand beside him. He’s grown accustomed to it. He enjoys it, and loves it, he lives for it. He lives for little moments like this. Little fragments of time when it’s just the two of them alone, not having to worry about anyone judging them for deciding to be happy, for wanting to spend eternity with each other, for starting their own forever. It’s their choice, it’s their secret little marriage bubble that they’re living in, and it’s each other’s bodies that they’ll be comforting every night as they fall asleep and every morning when they wake. He’s used to this; to a small but delicate smile working it’s way onto his lips with a simple ‘hi’ when he knows she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; she is his. She’s where he wants her, where he’s always needed her to be.


#they’resocuteIwannadie!!!

Let’s just talk about this small moment right here. It’s so simple, okay? It’s easy, it’s like a habit, as though they’d been doing this their entire lives when in reality it’s only been three quiet but incredibly special weeks. It’s comfort, it’s home, it’s them. He stops what he’s doing, steadies his hands and turns his head, because she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; where he always wanted her, and where he needs her. He forgets about the dinner he’s supposed be making when he feels her arms wrap around his torso, head pressed to his back and eyes shut tight. He’s used to this, to her constant need to be near him, to be touching him, to stand beside him. He’s grown accustomed to it. He enjoys it, and loves it, he lives for it. He lives for little moments like this. Little fragments of time when it’s just the two of them alone, not having to worry about anyone judging them for deciding to be happy, for wanting to spend eternity with each other, for starting their own forever. It’s their choice, it’s their secret little marriage bubble that they’re living in, and it’s each other’s bodies that they’ll be comforting every night as they fall asleep and every morning when they wake. He’s used to this; to a small but delicate smile working it’s way onto his lips with a simple ‘hi’ when he knows she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; she is his. She’s where he wants her, where he’s always needed her to be.

#they’resocuteIwannadie!!!

I love you, April. I always have. I love everything about you - even the things I don’t like, I love. And I want you with me. I love you and I think that you love me, too. Do you?

mrcasanovak:

Day 9 of 16: Favorite Line from Another Character About Them
↳”Barney and I tried and failed. That was two years ago. Why would I ever go down that road again? It wouldn’t make sense.
It doesn’t have to make sense, it’s chemistry. Look, I’ve always had a sixth sense about these things. And now that I’m pregnant, with this idea in my mind-uterus, I see things even clearer. You and Barney have the kind of chemistry that just doesn’t go away. You’re the reason he never called Nora. You’re the reason he’s only test-marketing tonight and you’re the reason he keeps striking out on purpose. Chemistry.”—The Best Man (07x01)

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amandaonwriting:

More than 30 Real Maps Of Fictional Places

Oh so cool! :)

I’m not afraid
of what people will say
about us
when they see our hands
intertwined
walking down the streets.
I’m not scared
of this different lifestyle we live
that everyone seem to find weird
and complicated.
And frankly,
it does not matter
what my friends think about you
or the idea of us.
I am not afraid
of any of that.

I am only afraid of
falling.
I am afraid that you will let me love you,
without loving me,
too.
Ming D. Liu"Obstacles and barricades prevent us from being together so we are stuck in a flirtationship. That does not satisfy me." (via mingdliu)