Whimsical and Wishful

Sophie, aspiring poet, continuously amazed by God's love for me and you.

"That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?"

wednesdayshambles:

one mistake opportunities for catastrophe good luck

wednesdayshambles:

one mistake
opportunities for catastrophe
good luck

"There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you."

Beau Taplin || and you. (via koreyan)

(Source: afadthatlastsforever, via whispersofstardust)

"You are not a dead end. You don’t just stop. There is always another exit or back road you can take."

S.T.G., things I wish you said

"I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do."

F. Scott Fitzgerald, ”More Than Just A House (via 5weetsorrow)

(Source: fitzgeraldquotes, via whispersofstardust)

"You might be broken, but you are not damaged goods. You aren’t any less valuable than those who consider themselves ‘whole’. So please don’t sell yourself short. Don’t let anyone buy you at half price, then return you a week later with more damage than you had before."

S.T.G., some broken people do need fixing

"

If you have lost yourself,
or don’t know who you are
anymore, remember these
three things:

i. you are human. you have
blood and a heart that beats
every second just to keep
you alive. if it gave up on you
like you want it to, you’d be
long dead by now.

ii. at one point you were the
size of a pea in your mother’s
stomach. you grew like a
beautiful plant, without anyone
telling you how to. you can grow
again without permission.

iii. the earth is a big, big planet
but I promise atleast one person
is waiting to meet you, share
crappy popcorn with you, and
wander these lonely streets with you.

"

S.T.G., for the lost

"The best way to describe us: We were written down, but never published. We were saved as a draft, and people only think of finishing a draft once it’s all too late."

S.T.G., save as draft

A sign hangs over
these hearts: “Antiques”

The woman at the
register says they
haven’t been used
for years, but they
still beat and work
like normal hearts.
Just a little slower.

Some of them are
bruised and some even
graffitied, and I imagine
someone out there is looking
for them.. but the woman assures
me these were the ones
nobody wanted,
the rejects.