fight

you gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life.
you gotta fight till your dying day.

ben kweller.

reader, I married him.

.........I have now been married ten years.  I know what it is to live
entirely for and with what I love best on earth.  I hold myself
supremely blest--blest beyond what language can express; because I
am my husband's life as fully is he is mine.  No woman was ever
nearer to her mate than I am:  ever more absolutely bone of his bone
and flesh of his flesh.  I know no weariness of my Edward's society:
he knows none of mine, any more than we each do of the pulsation of
the heart that beats in our separate bosoms; consequently, we are
ever together.  To be together is for us to be at once as free as in
solitude, as gay as in company.  We talk, I believe, all day long:
to talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible
thinking.  All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence
is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character--perfect
concord is the result.

 {jane eyre}

Sigur Rós - Hoppípolla from Sigur Rós on Vimeo.

this is wonderful.

grow old with me.

and we can jump in puddles.

and be in love forever.

love wins.

love always wins.

-tuesdays with morrie

And who do you think you are
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don’t come back for me
Who do you think you are


listen:

so in january, we're getting married.

True love is not the kind of thing you should turn down
Don't ever turn it down

-the Avett Brothers

i was taking a walk. . . . 

when i saw you smile i saw a dream come true. 

cause i have been waiting for a long, long time

for a boy like you

i won't be waiting anymore 'cause i know

i was made for you.

dead man's will.

Give this stone to my brother
Because we found it playing in the barnyard
Many years ago 

Give this bone to my father
He'll remember hunting in the hills
When I was ten years old

May my love reach you all
I lost it in myself and buried too long
Now that I come to fall 

Please say it's not too late
Now that I'm dead and gone 

Give this string to my mother
It pulled the baby teeth
She keeps inside the drawer 

Give this ring to my lover
I was scared and stupid not to ask
For her hand long before 

May my love reach you all
I lost it in myself and buried too long
Now that I come to fall
Please say it's not too late
Now that I'm dead and gone

everybody's gonna love today.

photography by cat palmer.

all my life i've been prayin for

one day this all will change
treat people the same
stop with the violence
down with the hate
one day we'll all be free

and proud to be
under the same sun
singing songs of freedom

take me away.

I said I wanna touch the earth. I wanna break it in my hands. I wanna grow something wild and unruly. I wanna sleep on the hard ground. In the comfort of your arms. On a pillow of bluebonnets. In a blanket made of stars 
Oh it sounds good to me
Cowboy take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can. Into the wild blue. Set me free, oh, I pray. Closer to heaven above. And closer to you closer to you. I wanna walk and not run. I wanna skip and not fall. I wanna look at the horizon. And not see a building standing tall.
I wanna be the only one
For miles and miles
Except for maybe you and
Your simple smile
 Oh it sounds good to me. Yes it sounds so good to me.
Cowboy take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can. Into the wild blue. Set me free oh I pray. Closer to Heaven above and, Closer to you closer to you.

it's a beautiful thing when you love somebody. . .

    and i love somebody

people don't dance no more.
what?

they just stand there like this.
uh-huh.

they cross their arms and stare you down and drink, and moan, and diss.
that's right.

So I was sitting there in the bar and this guy comes up to me and he said "My life stinks" and I saw his gold credit card and I saw the way he was looking at people across the room and I looked at his face and you know, what a good looking face, and I just said,







"Dude, your perspective on life sucks".



He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease

Like lovers on the open shore -- What's the matter?
When you're sitting there with so much more --What's the matter?
While you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?

It won't be long yeah
'Til I belong to you.

Every night when everybody has fun,
Here am I sitting all on my own,

It won't be long yeah
'Til I belong to you.

Since you left me I'm so alone,
Now you're coming, you're coming on home,
I'll be good like I know I should,
You're coming home, you're coming home.

Every night the tears come down from my eyes,
Every day I've done nothing but cry.

It won't be long yeah, yeah, yeah
'Til I belong to you.

I see your eyes
In my mind
But the moment fades
Slips away
And when I wake
I curse the day
When I torch the sky
See it falling in flames
I'd burn up to see you again

I'd carve out my lungs and it's all just to see you again
I'm sick in my gut from the poison I drank to forget

And since you've gone
I can't forget
When I didn't say
That it's much too late
I feel you here
In my heart
But sometimes I fall
I'm gonna crawl in the dark

I'm trapped in my withering skin
To rot and remember the dead

I'll dig my grave
And wait here for you until the end

You leave me empty inside I'm trying to hold on

what's meant to be will always find a way. . .

I was afraid to be alone

Now I'm scared that's how I like to be