Meraki (Greek): doing something with soul

Month

June 2011

“I am an invisible man. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves, or figments of their imagination. Indeed, everything and anything except me.” —Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man (via dr-clear-heels)
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I wouldn't let you in my bed knowing that you're in love with someone else
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“Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.” —Bob Marley (via and-a-timetodance)
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Listen

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June Carter & Carl Smith: Time’s A Wastin’

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“It’s better to live like a flame, to know a man and love him, even if he can’t be yours, than never to love at all.” —Eloisa James (A kiss at midnight)
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“There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something better tomorrow.” —Orison Swett Marden (via adenosinetriesphosphate)
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“I feel like if someone were to touch me, I’d dissolve into molecules.” —Before Sunset (via misswallflower)
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“I send to you a thousand heated kisses
And then a thousand and one, after I have sucked on ice
I want to give you goosebumps
And melt you all at the same time”
—~The Sensual Starfish (via extrasexy)
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“I hated labels anyway. People didn’t fit in slots—prostitute, housewife, saint—like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.” —Janet Fitch, White Oleander  (via angelslust)
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I woke up at 4:30 and needed to tell you

 I miss you in my dreams; I think that’s why I cannot sleep

These last few nights I wake in the darkest hour of the night

I lay wide-awake

 it’s a cruel trick my body is playing on me

Making me feel how alone I am

I toss and I turn and my mind, how it races

Taking me to this terrible place

Where you’re not in my head anymore

Where we aren’t the ‘we’ that used to be

and aren’t those the saddest word in any language?

I can’t bear the thought of never getting another letter

because it’s the words have kept me going 

 I can’t take back what I said and I don’t think I would

I needed you to know and you need to forgive me

Can’t you comfort me while I comfort you

If this is this hard for me- I know it’s just as hard on you

You are the emptiness, you are the void

I’m not angry I’m just breaking and bruised

all that I’m left with is

The inability to communicate how hard I’m trying to

Keep myself together while praying that you stay 

 I’m replaying every word I’ve ever said

And I wish it had been more

You should know that my soul misses you 

 you know what I mean; we are one and the same 

And I don’t know how it is I’ll recover if you walk away from me

I wish I had kissed you

I wish I had the chance to tell you in person how much I’ve missed you

Or that you are the thought I think about right before I fall asleep

 that’s why I cannot sleep, I cannot dream

I’m afraid you won’t visit me there anymore

I should have fought for you the way I hoped you would fight for me

Maybe that’s what we’ve both been waiting for

Why don’t we face this battle together

There’s an ache in my chest and tears in my eyes

It’s you that I need when I’m in need of somebody.

Help me, I need somebody. The sky is falling.

What I wish most of all is that you want to see me

That I’ll hear from you

That you will look me in the eyes and see the things I don’t have the words for

I can’t sleep because I miss you

I’m not ready for this to be the end

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