-― Steve Maraboli (via psych-quotes)
wanna know what a cow looks like washed and blow dried?
that is what a cow looks like washed and blow dried
FLUFFY MILK HORSE
There’s like a million different ways to say “I love you.”
'Put your seat belt on.'
‘Watch your step.’
‘Get some rest.’
…you just gotta listen.
(Mint chocolate chip goes best with warm summer nights)
What would she think if she knew you drank coffee black.
(You use to tell your mom it tasted like gasoline)
(Your dad made pancakes every Sunday morning)
Ran until your lungs couldn’t take in oxygen fast enough.
(No one is chasing you anymore)
Counting every calorie.
(You never liked math)
What would she say if she saw you hating yourself .
this hit me like a bus
Wow. Makes you think
I’ve watched the sunrise every day for two months. Heartbreak has its perks, you see, I enjoy the silence of the night, the sound raindrops make when they hit my window, and the pink spectrum of the sunrise every goddamn morning.
My mind explores places I didn’t know existed, dark places. 3am really is for the lonely. And for the sad. The rest of the world sleeps as it rains on my face and some girl loses her virginity to the guy she loves.
In a couple of months she too will see the sunrise every goddamn morning. And I’ll still be here, at 3am writing about the guy I love.
-thoughts at 3am (via narcotic)