“And it rained and it rained. Piglet so told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old-three, was it, or four?—never had he seen so much rain. Days and day and days.
“If only,” he thought, as he looked out the window, “I had been in Pooh’s house, or Christopher Robin’s house, or Rabbit’s house when it began to rain, then I should have had Company all this time, instead of being here all alone, with nothing…”
(via periviscera)
(Source: restlessforthefuture)
(by Baie.)
I believe in soul mates, but I don’t think that everyone has one, or that everyone will find their soul mate even if that person exist in the same historical era. I think it is also possible that your soul mate exists before or after you do and you find them through a book or a poem or a song.
(Source: ireadintothings)
(via dieshowhost)
