I stood there in my pretty dress
Surrounded by strangers,
You included.

You used to promise me
That we’d grow up and spin around
Like the couples around me.

You said someday it would be us,
We’d be all dolled up
And together.

Now here I am looking like a princess
Standing alone in a crowded ballroom
While you dance with her.

Formal // -STG (inksplatteredpages)
subliming:

nikolawashere:

smooooth

this is like painters porn

Oh soul, you worry too much.Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.

— Rumi, “You Worry Too Much” (via wordsnquotes)

Anyone who thinks sitting in church can make you a Christian must also think that sitting in a garage can make you a car.

Garrison Keillor (via feellng)
eyeballfarts:

people who are having a worse day than you
euo:


Douglas Gordon Reflection