May 2013
I’m beginning to realize how little I mean to everyone and its pretty fucking painful.
Remember when I used to write almost everyday?
edgeofdecember:
karlynnwk:
Yeah, I remember that too.
And I miss it.
words are stuck. want them unstuck. working on it, little by little.
focloir:
what you learned today:
there is a form of comfort in not knowing. that’s the reason why being around strangers doesn’t terrify you. you do not know what they are capable of doing, or what they think about you. it doesn’t matter that you do not know their names. or that you do not know the names of the books they like. or the television shows they watch when they’re bored. or that they...
I have simple wants.
wordsandfeathers:
Love as much as you are able. Speak when I can’t. Listen when I can. Stay. Settle down with me.
“I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.”
– Tablo
“We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t...”
– Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore (via blua)
“He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in...”
– Jake Christie, Small Stories (via larmoyante)
“I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.”
– Rudy Francisco
wordsandfeathers:
We recently had a scare.
Not in a horror movie kind of way, but in a way that only stops being scary when in a negative blue line appears.
We flew home on an early afternoon flight with my Dad to the right of us. You had a cold and the window down blocking out the blinding sunlight with your eyes closed. I sat in the middle, like a fork in the road, thinking about that little...
Holding on for too long
You’ve never been the one to let go first.
You blame this on the game “Red Rover”, the game that capitalized your free time during recess in the third game.
…It is right then that you learn that holding on for too long is never a good idea. That there will always be a time, that you will be made aware of thanks to the butterflies that will swarm your stomach or the feeling of a large stack...
April 2013
withearstoseeandeyest0hear:
You know, I think one of the worst feelings is finding out that you didn’t mean as much to someone as you thought you did, and you just feel stupid, and because you looked desperate, about caring too much.
“For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, ‘It might have...”
– John Greenleaf Whittier (via ryandonato)
“A little talent is a good thing to have if you want to be a writer. But the only...”
– Stephen King (via larmoyante)
“surviving
is the only war
we can afford”
– Margaret Atwood, from “They are hostile nations” (via loveyourchaos)
dearoldlove:
My love will never be based on whether or not you love me back.
I constantly go between being extremely anxious about all the things I have to do and literally not giving a shit. There is no in between, and it’s so exhausting and frustrating.
“Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find...”
– Johanna de Silentio
april
ashliwood:
i’m sleepy and happy and it’s nice having friends who get pizza and ice cream with you and will spend thirty minutes sniffing candles in some aisle of a super market when it’s already probably way too late to be doing that stuff. There’s this careful dance of chaos and simplicity that I’ve missed. I wake up lately to the smell of eggs cooking and the sound of his drums. Sometimes it’s...
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I want to run away with you
We are surrounded by exits, one in every direction. There are only so many times you can pass by that glowing red sign with the promising arrow and pretend not to notice it. We convince ourselves that we need this jacket, that duvet cover, this meal at that restaurant — we don’t need anything. We have the only thing that could possibly matter, and there is nagging part of me which knows that...
“Do you ever think about all the people who you might have fallen in love with if...”
– Unknown (via cybertronian)
“Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months....”
– Tom Waits (via seols)
“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”
– David Foster Wallace, The Pale King
“Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you,...”
– Robert Tew (via hellanne) 