castiels-mind-tardis:

pantheos:

just-a-skinny-boy:

plaid1shirt3days:

just-a-skinny-boy:

If you feel stressed, just watch this gif for a while.

Wow this gif is soda pressing.



get out 

castiels-mind-tardis:

pantheos:

just-a-skinny-boy:

plaid1shirt3days:

just-a-skinny-boy:

If you feel stressed, just watch this gif for a while.

Wow this gif is soda pressing.

get out 

How beautiful to find a heart that loves you, without asking you for anything, but to be okay.

— Khalil Gibran (via aestheticintrovert)

But listen to me. For one moment
quit being sad. Hear blessings
dropping their blossoms
around you.

— Rumi (via cosmofilius)

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence;
not in silence, but restraint.

— Marianne Moore (via observando)

She has found me. She has kissed me. All is shattered.

— Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)

Yes yes yes I do like you. I am afraid to write the stronger word.

— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via violentwavesofemotion)

And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.

— lntroductions.tumblr.com (via lntroductions)

And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.

— Lucy Christopher, Stolen: A Letter to My Captor (via metacogmission)

She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

— (via asvpklla)

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