~Throw Caution Catch Wind~

Like a feather I float to find that sweet stroke in the sky


Katherine Paterson, Jacob Have I Loved


Katherine Paterson, Jacob Have I Loved


Neverland. on We Heart It.

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

—   Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via larmoyante)

(Source: celeseferguson)

I Want

I will not

be passed over

I’m solid, I’m soft

Forget the brush

I want the thrust


swell of

blood and

the growl from

your belly pit





and handfuls of hair

in tight coils

with surmounted breath

balled fists

and those

first and last

five seconds

of honesty

in your eyes

I want you

to take me



the places you go

in your head



“Look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it.”

—   William Shakespeare, Macbeth

(Source: sleeping-at--last)

“Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake up crying in the morning, thinking of how lonely I am, I pinch my skin, tug at my hair, remind myself that I am alive. Remind myself to step outside and greet the morning. Remind myself that it’s all about forward motion. It’s all about change. It’s all about that elusive state.


noah, bee, & rog, 2011