mai 2013
11 billets
angelicpity:
My fetishes include men giving me large sums of money and then never, ever talking to me again
And I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody...
– Franz Kafka (via lavandula)
And all I loved, I loved alone.
– Edgar Allan Poe, “Alone” (via lavandula)
I feel numb and dumb, and unable to lay hands on any words.
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via larmoyante)
avril 2013
57 billets
You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the...
– Elke River (via waltzinginlimbo)
I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my...
– Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow (via z-era)
Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?
– Sigmund Freud (via hopelland)
I have always had a repulsive need to be something more than human.
– David Bowie (via thorbjork)
Blooming, I’m becoming hazy and disappearing like rotten flowers.
– 有村竜太郎 (via sunggeu)
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
– Ernest Hemingway (via chromeus)
Current goals
lose 30 pounds
cut my hair to my neck and dye it black
tornblueprints:
I don’t want to be told that the moon is beautiful despite the fact that it is cratered, I want to be told that the moon is beautiful because of the fact that it is cratered, and that the blinding sun can’t help but shine a light on this broken beauty.
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If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like. I had an old self that I...
– Vargus, Archie’s Final Project (via julibean)