I could use this tonight — well, every night — but more so tonight. 

mostlyfiction:

Will you still want me,
still love me when the morning
light breaks through your blinds
to reveal me in your bed;
filling up the space in your 
sheets, in your head, and in
your heart where another lover
used to call their home,
their haven.

256 notes
The first time someone breaks your heart, you will feel like it’s the end. Your hands may bruise from holding on to something that just wants to be let go, so do your skin a favor and release. One day, you will look back on the first time you felt empty and you won’t be able to understand how you were ever able to fall so low, so fast.

The second time someone tries to break your heart, you will be more prepared. It’s going to hurt, but you’ll remember that you survived, and that thought alone will help with some of the pain of trusting someone with your heart again.

The third time, when someone tries to break your heart, they won’t even be able to reach for it. You’ve been ready for this. Your heart has been blocked off by caution tape, and it has never again tied around it twice, so not even you can get to it.

And when you fall in love, for real this time, your heart will have already broken out of its own safety net. Before your mind can tell your heart that it’s okay to be vulnerable again, your heart will have already softened itself. Your heart knows all the tricks now. It will know the sincerity in someone’s voice and this time, it will not be fooled by the word love. So trust what your heart is telling you when it’s telling you that it’s going to be okay. Listen to the experience of its words and let it surrender. It needs your hands to set it free. Your heart has been damaged before, but hell, it will never let itself fall in the palms of someone who’s only intention is to be able to say that it was able to break the unbreakable. "Your heart has learned all of the lessons," - Colleen Brown (via mostlyfiction)
1,302 notes

hemingwaycool:

thatkindofwoman:

Lissie - They All Want You

Welp.

Lissie is life.

(Source: youtube.com, via awelltraveledwoman)

1,192 notes
Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.

Wunderkammer: Did You Know

all of this

(via awelltraveledwoman)

(via awelltraveledwoman)

156,152 notes

mostlyfiction:

I want someone who can
love the parts of me that I
cannot ever seem to fix,
to make more tolerable.

I want someone who can 
love me for the things 
that I do that I don’t 
even notice I’m doing.

I want someone who can 
love me in the most revealing
light, and who can still see why
they stayed in the first place.

I want someone who can
love me like this, because
I’ve been waiting for someone
who I can love like this too.

776 notes
My entire life can be described in one sentence: It didn’t go as planned, and that’s okay. Rachel Wolchin (via awelltraveledwoman)

(Source: larmoyante, via awelltraveledwoman)

31,908 notes