“Almond Blossoms" Vincent Van Gogh, 1890. This Painting Came To Life To Celebrate The Arrival Of Van

be gentle with each other’s hearts

Gold Polka Dot Planter by Hinkleville

the purest form of love, i think, is having someone who wants to learn about you, from you, and with you.

“When I first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you. When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you. When I first liked you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I’m afraid to lose you.”

— please don’t leave me (via hatin)

adulthood is just telling yourself “and after i’ve done THAT i can finally relax” with increasing desperation

Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton

still healing from things I don’t speak about