calling my lover “mine” but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else’s, “mine” like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. “mine” not like possession but devotion.
(via aureat)
Not to sound like a fuckin hippie but please for the love of god start noticing and appreciating the natural world around you. You don’t have to go hike the entire Appalachian trail or anything and I get that not everyone has access to the outdoors for various reasons, but just fucking … look around you when you’re outside. Notice the sky and the sun and the birds and creatures. Start caring about them. I’m begging you.
(via shimmering-aphrodite)
“You don’t find your worth in someone. You find your worth within yourself and then find someone who’s worthy of you. Remember that.”— Unknown
The worst feeling is when someone makes you feel special, then suddenly leaves you hanging and you have to act like you don’t care at all.








