Simple to please, too complex to understand. I wear my heart on my sleeve. Honesty in emotions is my strong suit. Art is my muse. My mind never shuts up. I obsess over the night sky and stars. I have a masters in laughter. Constant and always lover, forgiver, and soul searcher. Thank you for letting me ramble freely. xoxo

One day, whether you
are 14,
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" {Hunting Season – 28 copies left} (via afadthatlastsforever)

(via langleav)

I have to write to be happy whether I get paid for it or not. But it’s a hell of a disease to be born with. I like to do it. Which is even worse. That makes it from a disease into a vice. Then I want to do it better than anyone has ever done it which makes it into an obsession. An obsession is terrible. Hope you haven’t got any.

—Ernest Hemingway (via dominicmatthew)

Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious. And however difficult life may seem, there is always something you can do and succeed at.
It matters that you don’t just give up.

—Stephen Hawking (via elinaynature)

(via langleav)

What’s the difference?” I asked him. “Between the love of your life, and your soulmate?”
“One is a choice, and one is not.

—Mud Vein (Tarryn Fisher)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via dominicmatthew)