If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
—Naomi Shihab Nye, from “Hidden” (via ahuntersheart)
I am writing this blog so that the future generations that come out of my womb can understand that i was once young and full with strange thoughts and likes.
I will bruise your lips,
and scar your knees
and love you too hard.
I will destroy you
in the most beautiful way possible.
And when I leave,
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.
— M.K., Katrina (via rustic-kisses)
Source: Laughing Squid