January 2012
1 post
December 2011
27 posts
“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”
– Pulp, Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
“You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There’s still...”
– The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton (via quote-book)
“You have to look at what you have right in front of you, at what it could be,...”
– Jonathan Tropper (This Is Where I leave You)
“Most of the writers I know are weird hybrids. There’s a strong streak of...”
– David Foster Wallace (via tarts) (via unicornology, sometimesagreatnotion)
“When you love a woman you are never sure-never sure of her because you aren’t...”
– East of Eden by John Steinbeck (via quote-book)
November 2011
19 posts
6 tags
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!!! ha.
If I were a man
A strong man with a strong heart
And I had before me
My love, my kingdom
Would I fathom to soil the holy face—
That sits innocently upon her shoulders?
Would I dare to hold her face
Between two hands and remember my deed?
No, I should never
No trumpets sound in victory!
No woman should love upon a man
With a casket head full of snakes
This is completely subjective, and...
“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most...”
– Sigmund Freud (via blua)
“When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That’s what careless words...”
– Arundhati Roy (via jarrodis)
“Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via dishevelment)
4 tags
“…but I had no idea that love could be as reliable as the sun. The daily rising of love.”
-Jeanette Winterson
““That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone....”
– Sarah Dessen (via venetians)
Even small things
Like carving a Fall pumpkin
Keep forgetting to do
The things I’ve always loved
I keep forgetting myself
There are many things that I find myself unsure about; I am sure, however, that my body fits perfectly next to his at night, and I never wake up with out “morning kisses” when we are together. That’s good enough for me. If all I am ever sure about, for the rest of my time, is who loves me and how it makes me feel, that’s just fine.
October 2011
19 posts
