"You are flowers in my stomach. Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you."
- Elke River (via abagofbooks)
"The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say: ‘Here is your home country.’"
- (via kvtes)
"Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible."
- Things I’ll teach my children (via tierdropp)