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celestial-atmosphere: wow this is what i think everytime we...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 21:43:54 -0500

wow this is what i think everytime we have those late night deep talks which is really the only time you tell me your secrets.

stolen-sun: Wow this is a great little poem

Thu, 24 Jan 2013 21:37:34 -0500

stolen-sun:

Wow this is a great little poem

"Suicides start at the center of winter, and fall like dominoes all the way down the square row of..."

Thu, 24 Jan 2013 14:14:18 -0500

““Suicides start at the center of winter, and fall like dominoes all the way down the square row of days, until the weight of snow lifts off and lets us breathe again in spring.””

- The Center of Winter by Marya Hornbacher (via litupliketheworldsfair)

"“You know, you’re incredible. I don’t know if you’re crazy or if you’re the stuff that towers over..."

Sun, 20 Jan 2013 20:25:12 -0500

“

“You know, you’re incredible. I don’t know if you’re crazy or if you’re the stuff that towers over the masses of the mediocre, but I’m not willing to have to watch you go through the ugliness you’re going through now and I don’t think I could face what’s going to happen after this-when all those doors shut in your face and they tell you whatever lie it is they’re telling to Blacks and Puerto Ricans and women that day. You’re strong enough to watch it. After watching Daddy, I haven’t got the hear to see it all over again.” She stopped, took a breath and lowered her eyes to linoleum floor, “I feel shitty. I just feel shitty. Maybe some of it is that I don’t have real work of my own. I go around being beautiful and having fun, yeah, but I don’t have anything for me, really mine, and you do, and it fucking kills me.”

“So what the hell am I supposed to do? Give it up to make you happy? Be a failure, so you can feel good about yourself?”

“No, no. Oh, Molly, deep inside I do what you to bust right out of here, to break the whole scene wide open. I know what it means to you, and maybe I’m even perceptive enough to know what it will mean to a lot of other people if you do. It’s the everyday wear and tear that brings out the green in me. I begin to hate you, hate you and I love you, that’s a fucked mess-but I start to resent you for all the things that make you strong, that enable you to stand up under that daily erosion. I begin to hate myself because I’m not like you.”

”

- From Rubyfruit Jungle ~ Rita Mae Brown 1973 (via hereinmylittlemotel)

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Fri, 09 Nov 2012 13:22:05 -0500

"I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 21:02:15 -0400

“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved. ””

- Shana Abé (via seabois)

"I’m clumsy. Yesterday I tripped over my self-esteem, landed on my pride and it shattered like an..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 21:02:04 -0400

““I’m clumsy.
Yesterday I tripped over my self-esteem,
landed on my pride and it shattered like an iPhone with a broken face.
Now I can’t even tell who’s trying to give me a compliment.
I’ve never been in the military but I have this Purple Heart,
I got it from beating myself over things I can’t fix.””

- Rudy Francisco (via debilitating)

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Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:58:01 -0400

"The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:57:22 -0400

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”

- Ernest Hemingway (via gothics)

"If I never see you again I will always carry you inside outside on my fingertips and at brain..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:57:07 -0400

“If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outside
on my fingertips
and at brain edges
and in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.”

- Charles Bukowski (via goitre)

"If you love a flower, don’t pick it up."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:56:28 -0400

“If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.”

- Osho (via indicates)

"I was coming back for you. I had to make a choice, and I picked you - because I love you. No matter..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:52:43 -0400

“I was coming back for you. I had to make a choice, and I picked you - because I love you. No matter what happens, you’re the best choice I’ve ever made.”

- Elena to Stefan (via petrovafire)

"Because he will grip you by the shoulders and wrench you around and he will bring his bristly mouth..."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:46:33 -0400

“Because he will grip you by the shoulders and wrench you around and he will bring his bristly mouth to yours and blow
stars
down your throat
until
you are so full
of
light.”

- You Better Not Cry by Augusten Burroughs (via adrasteas)

"I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore."

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:10:15 -0400

“I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.”

- Kurt Vonnegut (via these-empty-fairytales)

"The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs,..."

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 20:08:37 -0400

“The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it’s when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it’s when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It’s when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there’s nothing there”

- Stephen King (via deathallaround)

"For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin—real life. But there was always..."

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 16:15:25 -0400

“For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin—real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.”

- Alfred D. Souza (via deadsimba)

Reminders

Sun, 16 Sep 2012 13:31:05 -0400

Reminders

"I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent."

Sat, 15 Sep 2012 14:08:04 -0400

“I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.”

- Girl, Interrupted, Susanna Kaysen (via imfantasyparade)

"What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?"

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 19:40:03 -0400

“What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?”

- Lacan (via nevver)

"Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was..."

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 18:35:33 -0400

“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times.”

- Jonathan Safran Foer (via venebelle)