February 2013
25 posts
Trying to sort the mess inside.
I am in pain. An anger stirs in me that keeps my mind from remaining quiet and organized. This is the kind of pain that is emotional not physical. It is a pain that comes close to the aching of one who is emotionally lost but this is also entirely different. It is different because I am not numb. For I can feel. I have felt for a few years now. I have voiced my feelings for those years I have...
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i tried to write about your eyes but i ran out of cliches i tried to say you plainly but there wasn’t enough truth whoever invented this language didn’t anticipate you
Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t...
– Wunderkammer: Did You Know (via ofbirdsandmoons)
But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended,...
– Rohinton Mistry (via larmoyante)
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a...
– Nicole Krauss, The History of Love (via katiearmour)
gnossienne
n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you’ve never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you has a map, or a master key,...
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January 2013
32 posts
I have an insatiable craving for raw almonds and I am all out. Wahhh
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