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My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.
Go ahead, label
me. At least I’ll know that you
were thinking of me.

"Any Press is Good Press" by Claire Luisa (via claire-luisa)
For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth.

Never fall in love
with someone
who treats you like a
tiny shell
in their
ocean.
You are the current,
strong and alive,
not the bones of a girl
who used to live,
who used to love.

Michelle K., Shells and Currents. (via michellekpoems)
I am forever
in search
for a fantastic vitality,
a slow soul
that will match
my beating heart
before it
leaves.

Michelle K., Searching. (via michellekpoems)
How did I know
it was meant to be?
His neck curls
in a perfect curve
for my lips.
I have freckles
that trace his fingerprints.
My tongue is always
seconds away
from screaming his name.
I take a piece of him
everywhere I go.
Jaws meet
fingers touch
I will always want him.

Michelle K., Jaws Meet, Fingers Touch. (via michellekpoems)
Life is full of gifts.
Broken hearts
heal
and
bruises fade.
Things move on
without your
consent,
and you learn to
keep up.

Michelle K., Learning to Keep Up. (via michellekpoems)
I have learned
there is a way to
inhale love
with open-mouthed
kisses and
gentle fingers that
fumble with bra straps.
I have also learned
to hold my breath.

Michelle K., Holding My Breath. (via michellekpoems)
1. Learn how to say no. Sing yourself to sleep with gusts of opinion. Find love in your strength.
2. Learn how to say yes.
3. Love yourself. If you can’t, pretend you do.
4. Be brave. Ask him out, eat out alone, take a road trip for one.
5. You will see people’s true character in the ways they treat you when you are fighting.
6. Apologize.
7. Get a thick skin, build up your armor. Learn when to wear it, and when to take it off.
8. Realize that your feelings and emotions are valid.
9. Fold yourself into someone’s arms, even if they are not “the one.”
10. Accept that a perfect soulmate may never appear—be your own.

Michelle K., 10 Things I Wish I Knew Before Turning 20. (via michellekpoems)
I have
loved and I have lost
my mind.
I let sweet words
spoken from sharp tongues
fold my heart
into a little box,
and found myself admiring
the pretty wrapping paper.
Find strength in
your mistakes and learn
to leave the grave.

Michelle K., Words from A Graduate to a Freshman. (via michellekpoems)
At times
when I’m really searching
I find these
deep
dark
holes
in myself.
I have tried to
fill them
with things that
do not matter.
Let me tell you,
it never worked.
Memories
cannot be erased
and tears will always
stain.

Michelle K., Deep and Dark. (via michellekpoems)
Love who you want to, not who you’re told to.
10 word story" series - #31 (via unpoeticheartbreak)
Surround yourself with positive souls and positive vibes come naturally. Your environment influences your experience. Make it a positive one.
Expherience   (via raychillster)

(Source: thegoodvibe.co)

When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. To live by grace means to acknowledge my whole life story, the light side and the dark. In admitting my shadow side I learn who I am and what God’s grace means…

My deepest awareness of myself is that I am deeply loved by Jesus Christ and I have done nothing to earn it or deserve it.

Brennan Manning (The Ragamuffin Gospel)

(Source: heartbeatofatwentysomething)

We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.
Robert R. McCammon (via iamcharliesangel)

(Source: moontravelers)