Saudade

When I know you're happy, my heart jumps.

vergen:

i have terrible trust issues holy shit

(via l0n3ly-)

There is no
recipe
for happiness.
No amount of kisses,
farmer markets,
cups of tea,
or core-shaking laughs
will fix you.
You have to save yourself.
You have to
fight
for that peace. Michelle K., Recipe for Happiness. (via michellekpoems)
There is dirt
under my fingernails
and tread marks
across my heart,
but
oh
if I could be saved
by anyone but myself
it would be you.
It is always you
with your unassuming
effervescent
you-ness.
My lungs collapse
at the thought
of you.
My skin sings
at the possibility
of being touched by you. Michelle K., You and Your You-ness. (via michellekpoems)

How do you survive?

You just do.
There is no other choice,
no other viable options.

You throw yourself into it,
head first
and make a mess along the way.
Gain a few too many scars,
break some things,
mend others.

Eventually,
you find yourself with
a couple of friends
and a few precious tools.

You just have to.
You will.

Michelle K., How Do You Recover? pt. 7 (via michellekpoems)

(via fallingthoughtsandfallingstars)

NEW INBOX GAME!!

weedgrandma:

Tell me how cute I am and I’ll respond with I know!!

(via tephor)

sailingpheonix:

Tumblr is right I don’t need a bf I need chipotle

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