Amelia. 19. College dropout. Writer. Striving and failing artist. Music. Singing. Female. Bisexual. Hopeless Romantic. Smoker, joker and midnight toker. Poet. Tattoos. Piercings. Cats. Architecture. Interior Design. Travel. Books. Reading. Surrealism. Dada. Literature. Punk. Shows. Seattle. Mix CDs. Art History. Recovering addict.

"Meet me where the planets align and kiss stratosphere. Where we collide, bodies toppling in serene embrace. Eclipsing and orbiting with truths of love resting on satin lips and trembling fingers. Meet me here."


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When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.
Rumi 

(Source: emotional-algebra, via iamnevergoingbackagain)

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