“You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.”
Junot Díaz (via darkmoonperfume)

(Source: psych-facts)

“i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become.
andrea gibson, i sing the body electric, especially when my power’s out  (via ale-thea)
some journeys take us far from home. some adventures lead us to our destiny.

(Source: kissedbyflames)

(Source: szshap)

thelookingglassgallery:

“Create” by Valentina
“I love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age. A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.”
Unknown (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
“Remember to let her into your heart.”
John Lennon (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: purplebuddhaproject)

bisexualamy:

Companions + Tumblr (insp)