when i ask myself why
i am more vulnerable with
strangers and people
i do not know well yet
i do not hear an answer
just my heartbeat
in response

singing in the park was great.
seeing that movie was nice.
but i really just want to dance
in a dark room for an hour;
i have all this tension and it’s
going to tidal wave me.

coarseheart replied to your post: addicted to this song at the moment. 3…

Wow. No supporting music and you still managed to sound incredible.

wow, thank you!

addicted to this song at the moment. 3:16 by jhene aiko
i’m actually singing it this time.

i think the secret to love is keeping it so simple it almost isn’t anything at all.
that isn’t the secret to love; that’s the voice of fear, insecurity, and cowardice.

i tell myself
i have failed myself
for the last time

but it just isn’t so
and thank God
i guess

there are blessings
in the mess
so the messiness
is blessed

from the mix
of pain, frustration,
and higher expectations
something else arises

than i was before

no matter what the people say

She was afraid of the day he would break himself upon his own strength.

Softness is not weakness.
It takes courage to stay delicate
in a world this cruel.

Beau Taplin || Shed your sharp edges. 
(via afadthatlastsforever)