(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands-
e.e cummings
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands-
e.e cummings
I try really hard to be a thoughtful person who treats people kindly and gives them the benefit of the doubt but sometimes its so hard, like sometimes its impossible. On the flip side, I’m usually annoyed and rolling my eyes at people’s characters. I don’t like the latter side about me but its easier to succumb to it I guess, but honestly people are just the worst sometimes
"Perhaps we don’t like what we see: our hips, our loss of hair, our shoe size, our dimples, our knuckles too big, our eating habits, our disposition. We have disclosed these things in secret, likes and dislikes, behind doors with locks, our lonely rooms, our messy desks, our empty hearts, our sudden bursts of energy, our sudden bouts of depression. Don’t worry. Put away your mirrors and your beauty magazines and your books on tape. There is someone right here who knows you more than you do, who is making room on the couch, who is fixing a meal, who is putting on your favorite record, who is listening intently to what you have to say, who is standing there with you, face to face, hand to hand, eye to eye, mouth to mouth. There is no space left uncovered. This is where you belong."
— Sufjan Stevens (via heatheavy)(Source: vrban, via thejumblies)
