"Turning to God is your test. Turning away from Him is your punishment."
— Daily reminder (via blvcknvy)
She tattooed my eyelids
So my eyes read
“I reside in the center of his iris”
I wish I could be an Earth bender…
"There are poets who sing you to sleep
and poets who ready you for war
and I want to be both."
— (via thymoss)
(Source: latenightcornerstore, via laureldixon)
"In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?"
— Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions (via quoted-books)
She braided my heart strings
It took months for them to loc
"Let me catch my breath,
and your eyes before someone
else figures us out."
— (via tresvelasco)