but the war won
I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count the grains that make me what I am. - Virginia Woolf
Wednesday 26 September 2012
There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark.
Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business.
Just hearing their name pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways,
and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself,
words are useless.
via —Sara Zarr, Sweethearts
Tuesday 25 September 2012
unsuspecting
a newly required unsuspecting way to protect myself,
fairly clever if I do say so myself
camouflaged under aloofness
fairly clever if I do say so myself
camouflaged under aloofness
Monday 24 September 2012
Friday 21 September 2012
Thursday 20 September 2012
Wednesday 19 September 2012
Tuesday 18 September 2012
Sunday 16 September 2012
Friday 14 September 2012
retract
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Thursday 13 September 2012
Wednesday 12 September 2012
hm.
it's a curious thing
what honesty does for one's peace of mind
even if it's shared with someone fairly irrelevant
but a long time hopeless romantic, nonetheless
spanish sahara
if you haven't ever watched this video
i highly recommend doing so now
it'll do your soul a great deal of good
Tuesday 11 September 2012
dark was the night
sometimes it's best to just
stop thinking
and just breathe
it'll do a lot of good
for a case of distorted perspective
Monday 10 September 2012
Sunday 9 September 2012
Friday 7 September 2012
gradually
"the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"
i'm getting the hang of this concept.
Thursday 6 September 2012
Wednesday 5 September 2012
Tuesday 4 September 2012
Monday 3 September 2012
I’m always missing someone or someplace or something, i’m always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.
— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via peaceblaster)
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