Turn your face toward the sun and the shadows will fall behind you.
— Maori Proverb (via ageofreason)
Promise me this: when you finally leave me, you’ll
get creative. Tell me I was more disappointing than
your childhood. Send me your bloody ear with a letter
saying “I’ve got to Gogh. You’re making me crazy.”
I am hard to love but know this much: you are the
only thing I like doing more than writing poems.
— Clementine von Radics (via 33113)