After you got out of bed, the shape of your body remained engraved into the sheets - and I slept with it. I laid still, so as to not modify it in the slightest way, and put my hand on it. Then I slept. I slept with what used to be your body atop the bed sheets.
Because I loved you.
(photo via artpixie)
At some point, you need to learn how to let go.
But let’s be clear, here and now: only YOU decide when that time comes. As with everything else, letting go should feel RIGHT, like the normal flow of things. It shouldn’t feel like it’s the end of the world—it isn’t. We let go so we can move on… and become more of who we really are.
(photo via loveyourchaos)
I love canopies! Some happy day I will be lounging in my bed, under a canopy, drinking tea, smelling like rose and sandalwood, and smiling at the world ;)
(photo via likeneelyohara)
Today is a day for figuring out more of who I am and WHAT am I good at doing.
My hands are restless and my mind is wandering. I need some ART project to ground me and give me a sense of giving and accomplishment.
I need more LOVE in my life.
So what’s it gonna be? Handmade cards? Re-created photo frames? Fabric headboards? Headbands? Earrings? Infinity scarves? I HAVE TO find out.
(photo via artpixie)
About Me
I used to rule the world. Now just a 24-year old hipster who stops for anything grunge, punk, hippie or beat. Love journalism and dream of living in NYC one day. Peace.
