Love is when you find yourself searching up her favourite movie even if it is an action movie you normally wouldn’t pick. Love is when you give her your favourite pillow because you know she likes it best. Love is understanding each other’s mumbled sleepy voices. Love is when your parents ask about her because they know how much she means to you. So therefore, she means something to them. Love is carrying each other home both intoxicated and not caring where you’re going because you have each other. Love is when she holds you closer to her when the crowds get to you and your anxiety rises. Love is not caring you have to be up in 5 hours for work because her jokes are so much better to listen to. Love is when you have a burping or fighting contest that ends in laughing so hard you cry. Love is when she puts a fan on for you because she knows the difficulty you’ll suffer without that humming. Love is slow dancing in a gravel parking lot to no music at 2am. Love is changing her into her pjs when she is so tired she can hardly even speak. Love is when each other realize something is wrong within a change of voice or action. Love is when you find yourself falling asleep curled up to her when you never really liked cuddling. Love is laughing during sex. Love is when “I want to do that” turns into “we should do that.” Love is what I have with her and I have never found something quite like it before. I plan to never lose her. She is it. She is love, my love.

What is love to you? // t.m (via aietala)

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Wed, 8th October • 3,837 notes
Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says, ‘I’ll try again tomorrow.’

Mary Anne Radmacher

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Wed, 8th October • 5,002 notes
To think that before the hills were formed, or the channels of the sea were scooped out, God loved me; that from everlasting to everlasting His mercy is upon His people. Is not that a consolation?

— Charles Spurgeon (via pureblyss)

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Wed, 8th October • 1,735 notes
visualechoess:

Late evening in Nærøyfjord - by: Tomasz Furmanek
woundedwillows:

 
You will manage to keep a woman in love with you, only for as long as you can keep her in love with the person she becomes when she is with you.

 C. JoyBell C. (via purplebuddhaproject)

YES. Applies to long distance so much. 

(via overcomingthisdistance)

Mon, 6th October • 1,422 notes

This song heals my heart.

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Mon, 6th October • 431 notes
These are a few of my favorite things.

I think it’s important to take time every so often to remind yourself of the things that make life lush and beautiful. This morning I had several hours to myself and decided to do just that. It started with me just listing a few things that I enjoy, and turned into a grand list that reminded me by the end why existence is so lovely. By the end of it I felt overwhelmed with gratitude and appreciation for this great life I’ve been so blessed with. I encourage you to take time to reflect on the things which to you make life worth living. You may be surprised at how long, yet simultaneously non-comprehensive the list turns out to be. 

I love candlelight and movie scores.

I love solitude and Sunday mornings spent finishing off an entire French Press alone.

I love a Rocky Mountain autumn breeze. 

I love poetry and picture frames. 

I love conversations that are simply expressions of the heart - where no one feels the need to be right. 

I love leather bound journals and the smell of old books. 

I love holding hands and genuine hugs. 

I love puppy cuddles. 

I love tranquil hikes and mountaintop marveling.

I love stars.

I love movement freedom and kinesthetic communication. 

I love honesty.

I love pursuing and being pursued.

I love the feeling of sunshine and wind from my drivers seat.

I love creating and co-laboring in bringing artistic dreams to life.

I love words and music and movement and touch.

I love enjoying a craft beer on a patio strung with twinkle lights. 

I love community.

I love simplicity.

I love hiking in the rain.

I love feeling worthy of a life of adventure and wonder and settling for nothing less.

I love purpose.

I love chocolate and ice cream.

I love spending hours in my kitchen.

I love creating a place that feels like home - a place where I and those I love feel comfort and belonging.

I love living like a local in cities across the sea. 

I love moments that remind me of my insignificance.

I love fireplaces and snowfall.

I love being reminded of the beauty of life, and knowing that there’s so much more to learn. 

Sun, 5th October • 5 notes