Valentine’s Day at The Thinking Cup.
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
|—||T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via thisnostalgicheart)|
Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry
moving through, and be silent.
|—||Rumi (via purplebuddhaproject)|
ah, just another day of disappointing my parents and no one making out with me
|—||Andy Mineo (via amartyrschallenge)|
one saturday, i won’t have anywhere to go.
at 9:07, i’ll find you next to me
kiss your forehead
and go back to sleep
one saturday, i’ll make a slow breakfast.
while you’re in the shower,
i’m making the coffee
and you’re slipping your arms around me
one saturday, we’ll be together.
wandering farmers markets
snapping pictures of each other,
one saturday, ill go to sleep.
knowing that life can’t get better
that i’m not dreaming
that i’m finally home.
|—||Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell (via xootstars)|