1. 3 months ago
  2. "When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No…don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away." — Captain Corelli’s Mandolin (via simply-quotes) 3 months ago
  3. How long?

    I’m a lurker. I opened by blog two years ago, realised that I should maybe listen before writing and then never stopped. I was an observer, afraid to show myself. This is me.

    3 months ago
  4. montereybayaquarium:

On the seventh day of the ocean, my true love gave to me… 7 Sharks-a-Swimming! 
Click an ornament every day to as we count down 12 Days of Ocean Cuteness
3 months ago
  5. "There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats." Water Rat, Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows 3 months ago
  6. tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET? Sydney Harbour,

    3 months ago
  7. 3 months ago
  8. The Beginning

    Me: An 18 year old boy living in Essex and Kent, furtively typing away in the early hours. A-Level student, Cambridge Applicant, sailor. Somehow that’s all there is relevant to say about me. Her: She’s a subject that I could talk on for hours- Ciara, the girl I am undeniably in love with. Every time I see her I am happy, yet scared as well. I always considered my life would be full of hope and chatter and light, but here I am, only 2 months on from the edge of a breakdown that would have been timed perfectly to ruin my aspirations. After that, I fell in love with a girl with a history of self harm and depression. Her cuts are one of the most beautiful parts of her, the fight she puts herself through, though I still wish she could stop and see her as I see her. I have a confession also. I read her blog without her approval, and though none of it was new to me, I know it’s my responsibility to be her rock. This is my story. 

    3 months ago