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Blessings, Tiffani

These little earthquakes……here we go again. Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces..

This is when you beg for them to stay….to not go away. There is a lot of real emotion that comes deep from the heart. Feel this!

I close my eyes and I smile
Knowing that everything is alright
To the core
So close that door
Is this happening?
My breath is on your hair
I’m unaware
That you opened the blinds and let the city in
God, you held my hand
And we stand
Just taking in everything.

And I knew it from the start
So my arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
And we’re, we’re trying so hard not to fall asleep

But Here we are
On this 18th floor balcony…
we’re both flying away.

So we talked about mom’s and dad’s
About family pasts
Just getting to know where we came from
Our hearts were on display
For all to see
I can’t believe this is happening to me and,
I raised my hand as if to show you that I was yours
That I was so yours for the taking
I’m so yours for the taking and
Thats when I felt the wind pick up
I grabbed the rail while choking up
These words to say and then you kissed me… (yeah)
I knew from the start
My arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
And we’re, we’re trying so hard not to fall asleep

But here we are
On this 18th floor balcony…
We’re both flying away

And I’ll try to sleep
to keep you in my dreams
‘Till I can bring you home with me
I’ll try to sleep
and when i do I’ll keep you in my…dreams

I knew it from the start
So my arms are open wide
And your head is on my stomach
And we’re, we’re trying so hard not to fall asleep
So here we are
On this 18th floor balcony…

Yeah
I knew it from the start
So my arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
No…We’re not going to sleep
Here we are
On this 18th floor baclony…
We’re both flying away.

m-e-r-m-a-i-d-s-t-e-a-r-s:

I hate being judged for this

m-e-r-m-a-i-d-s-t-e-a-r-s:

I hate being judged for this

(via tr-aitorous)

tumblropenarts:

Untitled, or “Stories of Imminent Destruction”
Oil on Canvas, 24x36,” 2013
Thank you for your consideration! I tumbl over at www.emilybjones.tumblr.com, and I have my complete portfolio available on my website at www.emilybjones.com

tumblropenarts:

Untitled, or “Stories of Imminent Destruction”

Oil on Canvas, 24x36,” 2013

Thank you for your consideration! I tumbl over at www.emilybjones.tumblr.com, and I have my complete portfolio available on my website at www.emilybjones.com

(via elightenment)

dawnofconsciousness:

makemestfu:

More Facts on Psychofacts :)

I’m sarcastic. But nope, I don’t think they want me. Oh well. 

dawnofconsciousness:

makemestfu:

More Facts on Psychofacts :)

I’m sarcastic. But nope, I don’t think they want me. Oh well. 

ifoundoutatzeropoint:

There is a place where words are born of silence, A place where the whispers of the heart arise.
There is a place where voices sing your beauty, A place where every breath carves your image in my soul. ~ Rumi

ifoundoutatzeropoint:

There is a place where words are born of silence,
A place where the whispers of the heart arise.

There is a place where voices sing your beauty,
A place where every breath carves your image
in my soul. ~ Rumi

(via dawnofconsciousness)

(Source: s, via dawnofconsciousness)


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