So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache. Pablo Neruda

(Source: lotustower)

For a friend.

zaliskiand53rd:

We’re all doing the same things for the same things.
Who’s to judge who’s really alive?
We’ve all been searching for signs of life.
We lost ourselves to greater the find,
we lost ourselves and lost track of time.

Why do you think it’s over?
It’s far from over, girl. 

thank you darling.

Social Justice Problems

• on tumblr: guys we need to have a serious discussion about the erasure of nonbinary trans* people
• in real life: ok, I guess I have to explain to my entire class how "feminist" is not an insult
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TO LOVE A WILD THING: Do you know what I'd give to just be near you always?

bradisonmadshaw:

Not necessarily WITH you all the time. Just NEAR you. Like, if I could just know that I could drive or walk five minutes down the road and see you, I’d be so happy.

Living so far away and never knowing if or when I’ll see you just crushes me. I miss you so much. Which is scary. Because I’ve never…

amen girl. amen.