Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.
perks of a poet
he can swoon me like no other <3
this post is my declaration of me showing SUSAN some love <3
she’s definitely a great gal : http://susansky.tumblr.com/
In every circle of friends, there is always this one who is pervert and green-minded
Submitted by jeroldvizconde
I laughed when I saw this
because I thought of myself
then I laughed even harder
when I saw my name in this post