I guess our parents stayed together simply because they didnt have 7000 other people following them or liking their pictures at their disposal when their marriage or relationship got hard. Nowadays when our relationship hits the rocks we can just log in and get high of this false sense of security and appreciation.
We value our worth based on comments and inbox messages filled with colourful words that have no depth. Meanwhile, the person who loves you when there is no filter on your face becomes an option and the rest of the world who just sees your representative becomes priority. Don’t loose what is real chasing behind what only appears to be.
― Hazal Sandra  (via im-so-fan-cy)

Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved

He offers
A handshake
Crooked
Five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be matched

gabbyneiers:

wow this is my entire adolescence 

The gentle depths
of your eyes
remind me of
the warm purity
of rose quartz.

You are everything.
You are like
a poem
that I could
never begin
to write.

Is there such a
thing as the pains
of being pure
at heart?
my words
will find a way
to cut through
you like glass.
I understand Rivera’s
words, now, when he said
“The more I loved her,
The more I ended up hurting her.”

I am not Frida,

but I will
still paint
the beauty of you
in every color
but blue.

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
― Albert Camus (via nican-tlaca)