The inner workings of a late twenties woman

27 // Midwest // Thoughts, visions, & interests //

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

May Sarton (via elenamjacobs)

(Source: feellng, via elenamjacobs)

macedonianmess:

Two worlds collide,
Whisper the shortest distance from me to you,
two points and a se{a}em anchor our tongues
other{world}ly,
like nine inch nails concave in soul, ace ultimate,
dead soul, bodies meet, rich in orgasm
conquistador you took my share, 
lips rapture,
kiss full lazy underto{n}e
Ghosts laid to rest,
fornicate, 
we bore the light…

macedonianmess:

Two worlds collide,
Whisper the shortest distance from me to you,
two points and a se{a}em anchor our tongues
other{world}ly,
like nine inch nails concave in soul, ace ultimate,
dead soul, bodies meet, rich in orgasm
conquistador you took my share,
lips rapture,
kiss full lazy underto{n}e
Ghosts laid to rest,
fornicate,
we bore the light…

sanahgohar:

This is what I love about Winter. You wake up in the middle of the night, maybe just to pee or get water or something, look out the window and see this. It’s so beautiful. And it’s silent; you have no idea that it’s happening until you just look. It almost seems fake. And it makes your bed seem way more comfortable, for whatever reason.

sanahgohar:

This is what I love about Winter. You wake up in the middle of the night, maybe just to pee or get water or something, look out the window and see this. It’s so beautiful. And it’s silent; you have no idea that it’s happening until you just look. It almost seems fake. And it makes your bed seem way more comfortable, for whatever reason.

(via ironworthstriking)