May 2013
“I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to...”
– Warsan Shire (via fragileintensity)
“You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.”
– Molière, Tartuffe (via larmoyante)
“Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via themcgangbang)
“I knew I was in trouble when all of my dreams were either about dying, or...”
– Carrie Rudzinski; “Dreams” (via petrichour)
“Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love.”
– Turkish Proverb (via hattiewatson)
“People will kill you over time, and how they’ll kill you is with tiny, harmless...”
– Dylan Moran (via perfect)
“When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sandpaper. They may...”
– Chris Colfer (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Going to have a X- Files marathon.
“If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings...”
– Edward Abbey (via natural-magics)
“There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the...”
– Unknown (via quotethat)
““I.
This heart is rusty.
It creaks, it clanks,
it crashes and rattles
and...”
– Gabriel Gadfly, “Oz” (x)
“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to...”
– Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)
“I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die,...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via ilovealbertfishsticks)
“I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as...”
– T.S Elliot (via kingofscotland)
“I kiss you and the world begins to fade.”
– W.B. Yeats - The Land of Heart’s Desire (via thatkindofwoman)
“They simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the...”
– Charles Bukowski (via redwoodcollective)
“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance...”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via grrttfbr)
“I’m in love with everyone I’ve ever met in one way or another. I’m just a crazy,...”
– Edie Sedgwick (via cavum)
“I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via blindsideddd)
“You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the...”
– Elke River (via hellanne)
“You’re going to die. You’re going to be dead. It could be 20 years, it could be...”
– Bob Dylan (via tea-and-thorazine) 