July 2010
43 posts
mattcaplin:
ten thousand nights had swept over the body of my mother before i was born and slept my first night, feeling for the first time this dark and mysterious movement of sand trickling over my body. what a funny thing consciousness seems when coming from dreams. how bland it is; we either accept this bland living and attempt to redefine it as necessary, or we, and how hard this is to...
I just want to let you know that I’m still here. Don’t forget about me..
(via theblogyoulove)
“I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
I don't believe in God. Only love, sex, and music.
slaughterhouse90210:
“Some people—and I am one of them—hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm. Doom should not jam. The avalanche stopping in its tracks a few feet above the cowering village behaves not only unnaturally but unethically.” —Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin
“everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to...”
– claude monet (via onlyondemairt, diganddelve) (via artislovely)
I want to feel infinite with you.
(via theblogyoulove)
“I’m finding it hard to care about anything these days. In fact, the only...”
– Wanted
“and I think everything is going to be alright,
no matter what we do tonight”
– aerosmith
“A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few...”
– A Single Man (via dagdraumar)
sixty. normal people cannot possibly think this...
jessrin:
Every time I walk down the stairs, I imagine myself falling down the entire flight. Same goes for escalators, especially the ones in Tenleytown metro station. I think about what it would be like to be in a terrible car accident. Every scenario for me comes with a morbid, dangerous one.
My mind is filled with terrible, terrible things.
oatboats:
sealegslegssea:
we aren’t perfect because that isn’t the point.
“maybe it’s the mixed blessing,
someone, perhaps circumstance,
has given...”
– Cornelius Eady
