They’re wonderful, but when you throw them out into the open, out into the wild, they make you feel like a bald, naked goose with all its feathers plucked away. Are you imagining an encounter with a naked goose now? Good. You see my point.
Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all...– ― Chuck Palahniuk, Diary (via daisydandelions)
I can’t explain it Not quite yet I’m so excited you’re in this world I’m so excited to explore with you And to explore you Every last piece of you Every last divet and scar There’s castles made of seashells in your smile There’s roses blooming in the morning Inside your eyes Inside your lips You taste like dandelions sipping sunshine And violins...
You are what you want to become. Why search anymore? You are a wonderful...– Thich Nhat Hanh (via moreofamore)