1. #reading

    #reading

  2. «like a wounded soldier
    trudging the old road home,
    but i ain’t the old me,
    and i walk this path alone.
    i’m battle-worn, i’m battle-torn
    with these scars inside my chest,
    kept up that happy face for you,
    to hide that i’m a mess.
    -
    but i gave you every ounce of fight in me,
    and i have no regrets.
    if i was going to lose you,
    at least i lost you to my best.
    but it felt so wrong,
    so tangled up in blue,
    like that old dylan song,
    like i don’t know who i am,
    now that you’re gone.
    -
    but i lived through the pain.
    now i see the other side.
    now i know that life’s too short
    to shut myself down and hide.
    i’m battle-torn, but i’m battle-born.
    these scars are part of me.
    i got nothing left but what i’ve learned,
    and i’ll use that, and you’ll see,
    -
    i can still give every ounce of fight in me,
    till i have no regrets,
    because if i’m going to lose someone,
    i’m gonna lose her to my best.
    and i’ll be strong,
    when a hard rain’s a-gonna fall,
    like that old dylan song,
    you’re the reason i stand tall,
    and that will never be gone.»

    – Matt Finch’s song in Open Road Summer

  3. «i’ve been arguing on the side of a dirt road with a petulant singer who’s wearing a guitar on his back. this entire scene is a mess, and maybe we’re a mess, too. but it’s still him and still me, and there’s still that feeling of possibility—the one that sparks like a roman candle inside me as his lips touch mine. and it’s a start.»

    – Reagan O’Neill in Open Road Summer

  4. «most complicated things in life are actually pretty simple at the core. We put so much extra nonsense in the middle that we can’t even see how easy it really is.»

    Brenda O’Neill in Open Road Summer

  5. «his eyes are somewhere between gray and blue, and his hair is somewhere between brown and blond, and i am somewhere between hostile and attracted.»

    – Reagan O’Neill in Open Road Summer

  6. fashion-by-the-book:

Seraphina by Rachel Hartmen
Find it here
“Sometimes the truth has difficulty breaching the city walls of our beliefs. A lie, dressed in the correct livery, passes through more easily.”

    fashion-by-the-book:

    Seraphina by Rachel Hartmen

    Find it here

    “Sometimes the truth has difficulty breaching the city walls of our beliefs. A lie, dressed in the correct livery, passes through more easily.”