2am - city lights from a high rise, dusty book piles, tired eyes, writing stories, indie concerts, procrastination, denim jackets, classic movies, writing in a diary, impulse shopping, plants on the window ledge
5am - evening drives, dark circles under eyes, neon lights, vivid dreams, broken handwriting, 90s music, leather jackets, tousled hair, late night phone calls, silver necklaces, flannel around their waist
10am - soft blankets, lover of routine, acoustic songs, good grades, bullet journals, pastels and plants, sweet coffee, freshly baked bread, cat washi tape, cozy apartment, long winter coats over turtle neck jumpers, tote bags
1pm - yellow socks, doodles, doc martens, strawberries in the garden, sunflower daydreams, pictures of clouds and best friends, a handful of flowers, peach slices, paint smears on clothes
5pm - gold sunlight, peach ice tea, whispered secrets, swimming in the lake, roses on the wall, french pastries, learning foreign words, soft voices, bike rides and summer picnics, wax stamped envelopes
7pm - dreamy sunsets, evening laughter, cursive handwriting, glossy makeup, soft lighting, photo booths, cherry ice cream, sparkling ocean waves, vintage mirrors, sweet tangerines on a balcony, flowers in a bath
11pm - scented candles, unwanted nostalgia, existential questions, sadness without reason, sitting in the dark and watching the stars, associating songs with past lovers, soft heart, oversized jumpers
Don’t let boys with beautiful eyes and persuasive mouths anywhere near your curious eyes or your delicate lips. I know these boys they make us curious and it makes us stay, but we mustn’t let them pull us in. So tempting it is to spill the galaxies of our minds and draw the constellations of our dreams for them, but we must keep such things to ourselves because they are not strong enough to hold them. I know how badly you want to give it all to him, but he is not enough. He is not enough because you are too much. You are too curious and you love too hard for boys like him. He only wants your body, he only wants the shell. But you are so much more and without him you are still so much more. You are more than the forlorn girl he creates of you. You are the endless dreams he suppresses and the loud and infatuating mind that he is too self-centered to appreciate. So don’t let him near your skin, don’t let him seep through, don’t let yourself seep out. Don’t let your loneliness convince you that you need him. Don’t let an empty day convince you that he is worth your time. He is not. Please make this time your own, use this time to make you your own, entirely your own. Stay strong and one day you will find someone who is worth every second of your time and you their’s. Please, please, please just wait because you will find him and you will be as beautiful to him at noon when your mind is wide open as you are at midnight when his hands explore every inch of the skin that dresses your soul.
you are too much and baby girl, he will never be enough (via life-of-el)
Reblog if you think it’s important to care about your partner’s emotions
Doing this because my own gf doesn’t care when I vent and I wanna see how many people agree with me that it’s important to care about your partner’s emotions
If you’re a writer, your first duty, a duty you owe to yourself and your readers, and to your writing itself, is to become wonderful. To become the best writer you can possibly be.