February 2012
“Our eyelashes brushed like they would weave together by themselves, turning us...”
– Francesca Lia Block (via luna-linaa)
“a bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where...”
– e.e.cummings (via seancing)
“The language of love letters is the same as suicide notes.”
– Courtney Love (via comablood)
“The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.”
– Mark Twain (via houseofromanov)
“Everyone forgets Icarus also flew.”
– Jack Gilbert (via houseofromanov)
ilestlouis:
Amélie music box
un-billet-doux:
“I shall not exist if you do not imagine me.”
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
Intelligence is so attractive.
“I’m really afraid to feel happy, because it never lasts.”
– Andy Warhol (via flowerlilies)
“It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same,...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via sucre)
heydontpanic:
“You’re floating through your own thoughts, and you can pick out what you need. I like those weird connections in the universe. I feel that life’s like a consistent acid trip, those times when things keep coming back.”
-Florence Welch
Anonymous asked: “We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky
Words to keep inside your pocket:
Quiescent - a quiet, soft-spoken soul.
Chimerical - merely imaginary; fanciful.
Susurrus - a whispering or rustling sound.
Raconteur - one who excels in story-telling.
Clinquant - glittering; tinsel-like.
Aubade - a song greeting the dawn.
Ephemeral - lasting a very short time.
Sempiternal - everlasting; eternal.
Euphonious - pleasing; sweet in...
xcvii: The surrealist guide to late essay excuses →
illogicallola:
Excuse me, sir, but this essay is unfinished because;
My hands fell off mid-sentence. Yes, yes it does look as though they’re still attached, but that’s an illusion - these are artificial instruments I spent all night constructing from the debris of an argument last Thursday.
I ran out of…
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I know my grandparents loved each other extraordinarily because my grandmother gave up the last name ‘Nightingale’ to something (still nice but) much less elegant and my grandfather was extradited from the Catholic church just so they could marry.
“Kiss me and you’ll know how important I am.”
– Sylvia Plath (via babyprinc-ess)
hello would you be interested in falling in love with me?
“I had tender feelings that you made hard,
But it’s your heart, not mine, that’s...”
– Elliott Smith (via lovelybluepony)
“These are the isolate, slow faults
That kill, that kill, that kill.”
– Sylvia Plath, from ”Elm” (thank you, grimalkine)
