I want to kiss her. Not because I want to feel the softness of her fair lips or the warmth of her breath as she exhales against me. I want to kiss her because I can’t think of any other way to fully express the beauty that she is. I want her to know that I see her as perfect. That she is perfect.
Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Tumblr is like window shopping for me… Every time I look at my dashboard I’m like “Oooo I want that, and I want to go there, and I want some one like that, I love those things, oh wow that’s AMAZING, coooool gotta have that, freaking beautiful, yes please, ALL of that… yes, Yes, YES!” And then I leave empty handed.