Restless Soul Syndrome.

A collection of pictures and words that bring happiness and excitement to my heart. A technical description for what's otherwise known as "warm and fuzzy" or "spiritually lascivious;" generally a "deep down inside" kind of feeling that expresses delight and gratification.

I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via kvtes)

(Source: howardtuniverse, via kvtes)

I wait for the day
that choosing me doesn’t feel
like a choice at all.

—Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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But I just wanted her in my life. I had fallen in love, even if she was still finding her way.

—The Last Lecture (Randy Pausch)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via wordsthat-speak)

Because, this ones different. She knows herself.

—Masters of Sex (via lovebug)

That’s why it’s love—it’s unconditional. Whether you commit a mistake or a hundred, I would still love you. They say the most romantic kind of love is the unfinished kind. The kind that will forever burn and mark your soul.

—Chasing Imperfection (Pamela Ann)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via wordsthat-speak)

This felt like the way you get nervous right before something exciting happens-the moment when you’re balanced on the top of the roller coaster, the hush before the surprise party, the second after the diving board but before the water, when you can close your eyes and imagine, for just a second, that you’re flying. The feeling that good things were coming, almost here, any moment now.

Morgan MatsonSince You’ve Been Gone (via hellyeahitsrandom)

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So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

—The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)

(Source: everydayisa.wordpress.com, via wordsthat-speak)

One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?

—Steve Maraboli (via versteur)

(Source: psych-facts, via so-its-gold)