Single in the womb, single till the tomb.
I reblogged this laughing cause I thought I could relate but I forgot for a second that I was a twin
I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.
~Neil Gaiman (via aurelle
He compared her to the moon.
She compared him to the sun.
But they could never touch,
So the stars and clouds whispered,
Passing along their messages
And the ocean was their witness
~An affair across the sky (via clairewords