“She wished on shooting stars and stray eyelashes and birthday candles and fairy dust and 11:11. She wanted so much- so very much- to take off and belong in the sky and to the sky, with him and to him. And then, on a dark winter morning, she found a way to at least be able to feel for herself what it would be like to free-fall for miles and miles and not know and not care and not feel anything else other than the fall.”
—(via mollypoppp)
February 2012
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“What would I become
if all you have given me
was taken away?” —Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
if all you have given me
was taken away?” —Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do / with your one wild and precious life?”
—Mary Oliver, The Summer Day (via livehardrunharder)