i smell my parents on my words.
and i weep
because i have their words. but never had their warmth."
— to smell your parents on your words, nayyirah waheed (via nayyirahwaheed)
"Nothing in the world smells as good as the person you love."
— (via habituellement)
(Source: moeyhashy, via classiclibrarian)
"I no longer wish to be loved childishly. I want to be loved with the strength and charm of maturity. I don’t want to be smothered by the fear of jealousy and insecurities. I don’t want a relationship based solely upon shutting the world out and locking each other in. I want to be somewhere where I can breathe. Where, even in the midst of a million people with a million heartbeats surrounding me, I can still know the sound or even play the tune, or nod my head to the rhythm of the one I call “home.” I want to call you home."
— (via bonvivantx)
(Source: fierrrrrrce, via imaginaryfiction)