“There is something—for me—about coffee that is deeply personal and healing and always comforting.”
— Meg Fee (via kvtes)
life is all about Perspektive
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“There is something—for me—about coffee that is deeply personal and healing and always comforting.”
— Meg Fee (via kvtes)
“Make your happiness and personal growth a priority in your life. The more you take care of yourself, the more you can take care of others.”
— (via deeplifequotes)
Try to think positive in any way possible. It will help you to survive.
Make your happiness and personal growth a priority in your life. The more you take care of yourself, the more you can take care of others.
Just grab me, push me on the bed. Kiss me as you explore my body with your hands. Gently. Softly. Slowly. Increasing my heart rate. Kiss my neck and give me hickies in places where others won’t see. Scratch my back and pull my hair. Whisper in my ear how bad you want me.
“Behind me is infinite power, before me is endless possibility, around me is boundless opportunity.”
— Author Unknown (via naturaekos)
Everything tells me that I am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. What does the world want of me? Does it want me to take no risks, to go back to where I came from because I didn’t have the courage to say “yes” to life?
Someone will ask me about my very first heartbreak. And I won’t tell them your name, but I’ll remember the first ever text you sent me, and how much I smiled at every single message that followed. I’ll remember the nights when I was out with my friends, and all I could think about was you and how empty I felt without you. I’ll remember the day we first met, and how tight you held me in the dark at the train station, when my train came. I’ll remember the first time our hands were intertwined, and the feeling I got when you first kissed me at that park. And I’ll feel it all over again. I’ll get a lump in my throat and I’ll begin to stutter a little, and I bet the feelings will overwhelm me. And in that moment, I’m going to remember everything. Every “I love you” ever phonecall, every unspoken word, every hidden feeling. Everything. I’ll remember it all, but I won’t tell. I’ll just smile. And I’ll know.
Will you still love me , when I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me, when I got nothing but my aching soul?
i am not the same person i was 18 minutes ago.
