Star-crossed Lovers

we're star crossed lovers

ashamed of our pasts

but find beauty in each others company

that's what makes us last.

we're best friends and more

talk about everything galore

sometimes having troubles

but then we make up and snuggle.

he smokes and i watch

finding the beauty in it

for his stare awakens me

and i feels blissful for a bit.

and when i read he stares

his loathe for them he declares

but knows my love for them

and lets me discover my head's secret glen.

we're star crossed lovers

who adore one's sanity

making time for ourselves

living in a fantasy.

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pictures: tumblr

15.06.2013 // Carrie Laski

You might be sitting with him at the kitchen table drinking coffee from mismatched mugs and saying nothing because sometimes saying nothing is the best thing to say. He’s miles away, and you’re thinking you should take a shower or fix your hair or at least brush your teeth because you feel dirty and self-conscious. You wish the sun weren’t so bright on your face and you wish there was something other than corn flakes for breakfast so your stomach won’t start making hideous noises. You’re about to open your mouth and say something to break the silence, but he speaks first. He tilts his head slightly and says:

“You make me really happy.”

And you will agree he does, too.

12.07.2013

     Spent the night at my boyfriend's house. Lovely...

     Hope you too had a splendid night and day as well :)

08.07.2013 // Gifts

     My birthday isn't until the 27th of July but I got my presents early this year. And man are they gorgeous!

     A friend of ours from USA came here for vacation and is gonna be staying here three weeks. One week is almost over and she bought me these books. I'm obsessed with the series and was absolutely shocked at the 9th episode. You know what I'm talking about.... I was just mad at everyone....

     I'm already at 130th page. Totally loving it!

Mine and Yours

I'll give you my being, and you'll give me your inception.
I'll give you my mind, and you'll give me your thoughts.
I'll give you my my words, and you'll give me your sentences.
I'll give you my lips, and you'll give me your kisses.
I'll give you my eyes, and you'll give me your perceptions.
I'll give you my hands, and you'll give me your fingers.
I'll give you my arms, and you'll give me your hugs.
I'll give you my feet, and you'll give me your bounce.
I'll give you my heart, and you'll give me your affection.

I'll give you my all, and you'll give me even more.

Something special

I'm that type of person: who'll give you anything, especially pretty things. I like giving you pretty things because you're wonderful. And wonderful people deserve to have pretty things, to be cared for. Don't we all.

But you my dear, well aren't you something special. Just utterly fascinating.

I would drown my thoughts in blank pages and in a minute they'll be filled. From one end to the other, from top to bottom. Filled with color because you give that to me, I just spill it. You should be proud of that, no one has been able to do that.

But I'm also that type of person who'd want something back, and that's you. All of you. Your skin, bones, everything. The fragile things that will never leave you. Your perfect hair and eyes and smile and laugh and fingers. But I want the imperfections as well.... all to myself. I'm the one who gets to have them, I'll put them in a jar and shut the lid tight.

I'm the lucky one who gets to have you cause who gets to have someone like you. I can't see what anyone else can see in anyone else but you.

It's gonna be me and you. It's gonna be us.