Words Are My Weakness
selflesswonder:

loveyourchaos:

purplelensg:

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itsmarisse:

twistedanghel:

The Couple Separated for the Longest Time (60 years) Sixty years ago, Boris and Anna Kozlov were married for only three days before he had to ship out with his Red Army unit. When he returned, Anna and her family were gone – exiled to Siberia by Stalin’s purges. Then one day, on a chance encounter, they found each other again!  “I thought my eyes were playing games on me,” Anna said. “I saw this familiar looking man approaching me, his eyes gazing at me. My heart jumped. I knew it was him. I was crying with joy.” 80 years-old Boris had returned to visit his parents’ grave. As he stepped out of the car, he looked up to see Anna standing by her old house, where they had lived for the few days after the wedding. “I ran up to her and said: ‘My darling, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. My wife, my life…’”

selflesswonder:

loveyourchaos:

purplelensg:

bestillmysoul:

itsmarisse:

twistedanghel:

The Couple Separated for the Longest Time (60 years)

Sixty years ago, Boris and Anna Kozlov were married for only three days before he had to ship out with his Red Army unit. When he returned, Anna and her family were gone – exiled to Siberia by Stalin’s purges. Then one day, on a chance encounter, they found each other again!

“I thought my eyes were playing games on me,” Anna said. “I saw this familiar looking man approaching me, his eyes gazing at me. My heart jumped. I knew it was him. I was crying with joy.” 80 years-old Boris had returned to visit his parents’ grave. As he stepped out of the car, he looked up to see Anna standing by her old house, where they had lived for the few days after the wedding. “I ran up to her and said: ‘My darling, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. My wife, my life…’”

Tofurky!

Not as good as I wanted it to be.

I’m thankful for…..

YOU!

Tofurky!

Not as good as I wanted it to be.

I’m thankful for…..

YOU!

My favorite love stories are the ones where boy meets girl and they fall madly in love.

And then boy proceeds to rip out the girls heart and leave her a hollow shell of who she once was.

Not the type of girl who’s seen as pathetic. More the type who loves with everything she has and holds nothing back.

I prefer the tragedies.

catchstars:

emmaleer:

gagaohlalaa:

My Dishonest Heart by Audrey Kawasaki

I have this on my side.


I’ve always been a fan of hers.
But wow. Love this one. Love the heart.

catchstars:

emmaleer:

gagaohlalaa:

My Dishonest Heart by Audrey Kawasaki

I have this on my side.

I’ve always been a fan of hers.

But wow. Love this one. Love the heart.

I’ve also been living here.

Wonderful game.

I’m really really enjoying it.

I’ve been spending a lot of my days lately lost in dreams.

It’s been a while since I lived in those worlds.

The worlds that make me feel as though I’m capable of anything.

I didn’t realized how much I missed that.

Maybe I won’t be so afraid anymore.

Like all dreamers, I confuse disenchantment with truth.
Jean–Paul Sartre (via samsaramotel) (via lookunderfoot) (via corners) (via booklover)
catchstars:

classics:

fistfightthelight:

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artistabella:

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Also - I love you.

artistabella:

(via bathroomwindow)

Also - I love you.

I wouldn’t mind seeing all of someone.

All of the good with all of the bad.

I wonder if I would be able to handle that.