I mean, I hope you’re happy,
But the sky is still the sky without you,
And I’m not surprised by that anymore.

Caitlyn Siehl, from This is Not a Love Poem (via alonesomes)

(Source: pukesplatter)

I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.
Haruki Murakami (via kushandwizdom)

Open Letter of Appreciation to the Female Body


Maybe when you were a child your father always shook down the wasp nest

or took to it with a bat until it exploded into Northern Lights.

And most people assumed it would always be your father doing that,

were never able to see how your mother already was:


People want to hear songs with the words they’re afraid to say.
(via lydiamarthin)

(Source: seefaitheverywhere)