I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no...
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.– Henri Matisse (via lavandula)
I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me,...– Augusten Burroughs (via napsie)
idreamtofanarchitect: It was hard to believe the word “anticlimactic” was a real word, when all we thought and all we knew was the resounding of the intercoursing of the hair on my knees and your sighs and the greetings of your shoulder blades as they defied their constructive designs and how they we are naturally made. We seemed to defy gravity in that tiny airless space. We felt...
thesunkeeper asked: I sent you a message already once today, but I really love your blog! I found it via my personal site, stillpoetry, and I'm loving the quotes you post. Again, what is your theme? I think I asked this but I can't remember.
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and...– Pablo Neruda (via queenartemis)
I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened...– from The Beatrice Letters by Lemony Snicket <3 (via frivolousandreckless)
To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything...– Ellen Bass (via frivolousandreckless)
Waking up is the riskiest moment of the day.– Franz Kafka (via frivolousandreckless)
And it’s not “clever lonely” (like Morrissey) or “interesting lonely” (like...– Chuck Klosterman (via kittenvomit)
If they don’t need you, it’s okay, you do not live for other people.– Kyo (via daddehtooru)
One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter.– Henry David Thoreau (via oceaniceyes)
I want to be drunk but I don’t want to drink and I want to kiss but I don’t want...– (via 24ribs)
The thing about life is that you must survive. Life is going to be difficult,...– Katharine Hepburn (via oceaniceyes)
a doctor once told me I feel too much. i said so does god. that’s why you can...– andrea gibson (via itsfreakmcgeek)
weissewiese: She sleeps spreadeagle under a map of the world, all thread-thin ink and yellowing parchment. During the day, she traces the Equator from Congo to Columbia, then zigzags back, leaving a trail of skin cells between the Tropics. During the night, the North Atlantic laps at her left foot while the South Atlantic spirals around her right, the Mariana Trench aligns with the base of her...
we wrote stories here that will never be told: stories of olive trees and rain...– (weisse wiese):
weissewiese: I am going to write a self-help book called How to Fall Apart with Flair.
kalopsia: noun • a delusion whereby one believes the world to be more beautiful...– (weisse wiese):
How could I have failed you like this? The narrator asks The object. The...– Mary Jo Bang, from “Landscape with the Fall of Icarus” (via weissewiese)