no fear in love.

if you say you’re going to do something, do it.
if you say you won’t, don’t.

simple as that. 

literarycollective:

Because life, when marked off with measures of certain time, when looked back upon in the strangest ways, seems fuller. Love seems stronger and the nights seem later, everything is intensified, highlighted by how much better things have gotten.

A year brought me a long way.

noxalio:

could we

perhaps

pretend

the universe

and all of its stars

is what

i invented

for you

the first time

you exhaled

my name

one syllable

at a time?

lightinthecity:

is that you make me happy. you make me laugh more than i breathe. you understand me and respect the things i want. no one has to know what we have. we don’t have to share that.