been carrying around this sack of bees ever since my grandmother told me beauty is in the eye of the bee holder. to be honest sometimes I wish she had never told me this information
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises …
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Jorge Luis Borges (via sequences)
It was Spring when we met. I didn’t care about the flowers blooming because I watched them sprout out of your chest. I watered them with love but I forgot to let the sunshine in. I loved you too much I killed the flowers inside your chest.
It was Summer when you first told me you loved me. I remember the smile that crept it’s way across my face. I fell off my bed screaming. You kicked down the walls I built around my heart. You forgot to build them back up before you left me to fend for myself.
It was Fall when you told me you wanted to spend forever with me. We promised till death due us part, but I guess me dying metaphorically counts. Forever wasn’t as long as I thought it’d be.
It was Winter when you told me things between us were done. I watched my appetite disappear and my worth deteriorate into nothing. I wore you down and I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you. Am I the one who ruined you?
It is now Spring once again and I’m still here head over heels in love with you. You ripped me to shreds but here I am still wanting you. Still fighting for you because you’re the only goddamn thing worth holding onto. I love you.
I just never expected you to change with them.
Seasons change (via unpoeticheartbreak)
“10 word story" series - #42 (via unpoeticheartbreak)
Anonymous asked: do you have any surf inspired bed room pictures
This is a little vague.
You’re probably looking for decorating ideas like
But in reality, a surfer’s bedroom is a lot more likely to look like
or, if he’s a really lucky motherfucker,
OCC (via insanity-and-vanity)
“For him" series #20 (via unpoeticheartbreak)