Katlyn Cheyenne

This is what lies within... my head, my heart, my soul.

pennyandsparrow:

I used to be scared of death. Now I’m scared of safety and small dreams. And I’m okay with the change.

(via brotherstories)

He loved Her in a quiet way, in a way that begged to be noticed and cherished. He was a simple man, yet, His love for Her was rather complex. He loved that, He loved how He would have to fight for this love. Too many things in life are given to us; He was excited to have something worth fighting for.

—T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via tblaberge)

(via dear-abigail)

He whispers His promises of restoration into my soul. “I will resurrect your broken heart.” His whispers are like rushing waters in this barren place.

Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who’d be kind to me. That’s what people really want, if they’re telling the truth.

Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook  (via thatkindofwoman)

Amen.

(Source: misswallflower, via thatkindofwoman)

You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else.

—#127: (February 3, 2014)

& I have so much love to give

(Source: write2014, via thatkindofwoman)

It’s important to protect your heart, yet it’s also important to know when your heart is no longer a fortress but instead a prison. Guard it, don’t trap it; you will only know how to do that by the guidance of Christ.

—T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)

(via dear-abigail)