I'm filled with secrets. Where I'm from, the birds sing a pretty song and there's always music in the air. Sometimes my arms bend back.
"You are flowers in my stomach. |
| ~ Elke River (via ceedling) |
"Stay soft. It looks beautiful on you." |
| ~ N. Waheed (via silk-soul) |
"How shall I hold on to my soul, so that |
| ~ Rainer Maria Rilke, from Sonnets To Orpheus |
"Someone I loved once gave me It took me years to understand |
| ~ Mary Oliver (via seabois) |
"Will you tolerate |
| ~ Tyler Knott Gregson (via sheslostcontrolx) |
"I rot on the wall, |
| ~ Anne Sexton |
"You are like night, calmed, constellated. |
| ~ Pablo Neruda (via wildstrawberries15) |
"The sweet small clumsy feet of April came |
| ~ E.E. Cummings |
"(dreaming, et |
| ~ E. E. Cummings - My sweet old Etcetera (via morreriae) |