needle girl in a haystack world.
Like a shell upon the beach, just another pretty piece.
needle girl in a haystack world.
"That still, quiet voice beckoned tenderly. 
‘Come to Me, beloved. Stand and come to Me.’ 
Warmth swept over her. This was the love she’d been waiting for all her life."
Redeeming Love, Francine Rivers (via athenagracee)

Everything you love is here
"give your daughters difficult names. give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. my name makes you want to tell me the truth. my name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right"
Warsan Shire (via spinals)

Cy Twombly, Ferragosto III, 1961
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via zacheway)
"When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty."
Stevie Nicks  (via thatkindofwoman)

I knew I loved her for a reason.

"It started out with too much to drink and progressed

to my head on your belly, listening to the ocean inside,

the jellyfish swishing their clear tentacles through your ears,

and ended with our tongues meeting like nervous strangers."
Meggie Royer, The First Time I Kissed A Girl (via heavydrug)

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