One day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.
The name's Skye. I post an array of sophisticated nonsense derived from nostalgic memories and more often than not, emotions in my ticker. Military. Personal Training. New York, Portland, Boston, San Francisco. Interesting facts. Breathtaking Lyricism. Guitar. Homemade Popcorn. Movie nights. Endless love making. Vegetarian. Tattoos. Poetry. Going out, staying in. Insomnia. Reading. Hopeless romantic. Opinionated, not judgmental. Intelligence. Realism. Philosophy. Psychology. Beautiful people. Beautiful minds. Dry humor. Perverseness. Selflessness. Outspoken. Dedication. Compassion.
"Only be with someone who you think you can learn from. They should be smarter than you in certain ways so that you can continue to grow and be interested. Above all, you should undoubtedly be proud that you are with them."
something my 10th grade history teacher told me about how he knew he wanted to marry his wife (via sexual-feelings)