You weren’t made of magic, and you didn’t have galaxies in your eyes. You were just a boy with a crooked smile who told me I was beautiful. Now, you’re a fleeting memory–nothing more than a whisper in the wind. (338/365) by (DS)
crimson24 posted a quote
April 14, 2016 4:39pm EDT
I want to curl up against your chest...to hear your heartbeat as I rest peacefully...not giving a crap about how the world - our world, even - is going up in flames and fading...to have the mutual comfort from touching a fellow human who understands me for once...and not just one part of my life, but me...my person...and for you to feel the same...
Fall in love with yourself the way you fell in love with the moon. Admire your glow. Learn to see all of your beauty–no matter what phase you’re in. // love yourself the way you deserve to be loved // (5/365) by (DS)
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.