I’m driving myself insane thinking about you constantly. You’re like this extraordinary piece of art on display in a museum and I’m just a visitor marveling at your glory. You’re this wonderful human being and I’m just this lesser being compared to you, staring in awe of your beauty and majesty. You’re a powerful monarch and I’m just a simple peasant living only to serve you. You deserve so much better. You deserve nothing but the absolute best. You deserve so much better than what life has given to you. You don’t know how extraordinary you are. You are incredibly companionate. You sympathize and show so much compassion to everyone, even those who really don’t deserve it. You like to see the good in people rather than the bad. You have such high hopes for other especially. You are so optimistic and it’s very admirable. I admire you indefinitely. The same way that I love you. You are better than how you view yourself to be and I hope you know each and every day that I practically worship you without end. You are my treasure and I was just a lucky pirate who seized your heart. I was a run down simpleton who won the lottery one day. The lottery being you. Words cannot describe what you mean to me but I treasure you to no end. You are such an honorable person. I greatly respect you as a person. You deserve to be showered with adoration and affection and love. You deserve to have your dreams and aspirations come true. Honestly, you do. I love you boundlessly.
Margaret Atwood, excerpt from “Postcards” (via teenager90s)
Winona Ryder (via everyday-islike-sunday)
Michael Faudet (via michaelfaudet)