March 2013
2 posts
“things to avoid:
mirrors, clocks”
– JR (via i-was-born-backwards)
February 2013
17 posts
unnamed her everytime she was named so she would not be known to anyone (even unto herself) undressed her everytime she was dressed so she would not be recognized as anyone other than herself
“She stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away.”
– She (Saul Williams)
“Don’t do it. Don’t love me.”
– Charles Bukowski, Women (via petrichour)
“Look at your feet. You are standing in the sky. When we think of the sky, we...”
– Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses (via bokura)
“I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have...”
– Edgar Allen Poe (via larmoyante)
“Every moment is a poem if you hold it right.”
– Lauren Zuniga (via iamdiabetic)
2 tags
2 tags
January 2013
13 posts
KDSH: be careful →
kadishmorris:
Water doesn’t always cool the fire
Sometimes it burns like fire. Swallows entire cities without coming up for air Will crash into the front of your house and shatter every window and child into a sky of infinate stars it is two-faced. A short skirt seducing two naked lovers into the rain
thoroughly contradictory
Somewhere on Earth a new day has just started, while I still can’t sleep ..here.
December 2012
25 posts
3 tags
“Callar y quemarse es el castigo más grande que nos podemos echar...”
– Bodas de sangre- Federico García Lorca (via jesscgal)
“How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body?”
– Laurel Hoodwrit (via migeru)
4 tags
“[…] i pray like a photograph left out in the sun
bent at the edges
stiff...”
– Warsan Shire
1 tag
“Ma è proprio il debole che deve saper essere forte e andare via, quando il forte...”
– Milan Kundera - L’insostenibile leggerezza dell’essere (via whentosaysaranghae)
“We’d said we’d keep in touch. But touch is not something you can keep; as soon...”
– David Levithan (via odaro)
2 tags
8 tags
“- The man I loved fell out of love with me. That broke my heart. When the chance...”
– Bird lady scene from Home Alone 2: Lost in New York
“I veri addii scattano nella mente, sono silenziosi. Sono i più veri, i più...”
– M. Bisotti (via whentosaysaranghae) 