November 2011
When you’re different, sometimes you don’t see the millions of people who accept...
– Jodi Picoult (via leslieseuffert)
crying-souls:
I’m slowing drifting from everyone. It makes me even more lonely. But, sometimes I think this is a good thing. At least I won’t be hurting anybody.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t...
– Louise Erdrich (via stellacooper)
How nice — to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.
– Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (via pythons)
There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.
– Edgar Allan Poe (via loveyourchaos)
I’ve wanted to feel pleasure to the point of insanity. They call it getting...
– Anthony Kiedis (via chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)
When you’re lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that...
– Elizabeth Gilbert (via venebelle)
Beauty might bring happiness, but happiness always brings beauty.
– Kevyn Aucoin (via thefairygarden)
People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self centered. Forgive them...
– Kent Keith, Have Faith Anyway: The Vision of Habakkuk for Our Times (via libraryland)
What is it about sadness that can be so fulfilling?
– Lori Lansens, The Girls (via colourmegreenwich)
You are covered by land, a lithosphere, a continent sprinkled with snow. I watch...
– Jane Murray (via butterflyflutterbygoodbye)
if you like my poems let them
walk in the evening,a little behind you
then...
– E. E. Cummings, “if you like my poems let them” (via bookoasis)
I shall be useful when I lie down finally: then the trees may touch me for once,...
– Sylvia Plath (via lavandula)
misswallflower:
It’s almost six a.m. where I am, and it’s snowing.
How could I forget how beautiful moments like these could be, it’s nearly dawn, everything is still, silent and beautiful.
I look out my window and there’s nobody there, only trees, cars and rooftops covered in white, all I can see is snow falling, and nothing else, nobody else.
I know it’s gonna be a mess in the morning,...
I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on...
– Harun Yahya (via brutalite)
My heart is so tired.
– Rudyard Kipling (via pavorst)
People run from rain but
sit
in bathtubs full of
water.
– Charles Bukowski (via daiseas)