To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
C.S Lewis (via consumenos)
(Source: ragingseas)
Hey now, this is my desire. Consume me like a fire, cause I just want something beautiful.
Needtobreathe
I haven’t posted in awhile because I’ve been so busy with my classes and everything else on top of that…clubs, friends, sleeping (or trying to.) I’ve been getting really stressed out and discouraged, but I’ve been trying hard to just take it one day at a time. Worrying doesn’t get anything done, never has.
So I painted this for my friend Annie and her husband - one of the most beautiful couples I know, inside and out.
