Hands Like Cartographers

"She loved three things- a joke, a glass of wine, and a handsome man."

You are not useless. You are not hopeless. And no matter how scared you are, you will never be alone. And deep down, somewhere, in the part of you that decided the good days and your happiness and your health were all worth fighting for, you know that, too. Hold onto that knowledge. It will see you through the worst.

—Ella Ceron (via sorakeem)

Turn Ons:

my-death-is-near:

  • Intimacy. Hold my waist. Stroke my neck. Kiss my forehead. Hold my hand. 
  • Maturity. Patience is amazing. A prize will come to you when the time is right. Its called falling in love. Waiting is hard. But worth it. 
  • Honesty. I don’t care what you’ve done. I care about what you will do in the future. Be honest with me, I’ll be honest with you. 
  • Care. Because not many people give a crap about anything anymore.

(Source: itskaiii, via my-body-aches-for-you)

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.

—Peggy Toney Horton (via pacificaly)

(Source: aurorefleurs, via immafermata)