June 2012
35 posts
Left feeling vacant and empty the way you say your favorite word over and over to me every night. Goodbye, good bye, good-bye. The nights are different, so how come they seem so generic and bland for you to say repetitively. Apart from what I know and the facts, put it in perception and I get the reality. So nevertheless whatever is the result of these good-byes will never make a difference to how...
“We must uncenter our minds from ourselves;
We must unhumanize our views a...”
– Robinson Jeffers, from Carmel Point (via bluexeyes)
The Other Girl
Believe it or not there are girls like me. They don’t sleep well, they don’t eat regularly, they are too softhearted, and they’re tragically categorized under the “other girl”. We love to be not loved back. We care so much to know no one will care back. We wear facades to hide our miseries. And at one point, we all believe somebody will make a pivotal move to liberate...
cisbender:
when an artist wants to show you their art
or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written
it’s quite often an expression of trust
because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart
little pieces of the artists themselves
and if they’re willing to share it with you
you should appreciate it
A very short lesson in Psychology:
When a person laughs too much, even on stupid things, that person is sad deep inside
When a person sleeps a lot, that person is lonely
When a person talks less and if he talks fast, that person is keeping a secret
When a person can’t cry, that person is weak
When a person eats in an abnormal way, that person is in tension
When a person cries on little things, that person is softhearted
...
“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different...”
– Herman Hesse (via catsgomao)
“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had...”
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via 4mbivalent)
May 2012
174 posts
“Maybe you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via blua)
“We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and...”
– Carson Mccullers (via anditslove)
