Your soul doesn’t care what you do for a living - and when your life is over,...– Neale Donald Walsch (via trua)
It is always the false that makes you suffer, the false desires and fears, the...– Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via terramantra)
I have cried twice in my life. Once when I was seven and I was hit by a school...– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes )
At Last Our Bodies Coincide
yourguttersoul: At last our bodies coincide. I’ll bet you thought this would never happen. Neither did I. It’s a pleasant surprise. Richard Brautigan
What is to give light must endure burning.– Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning. (via dondante )
dallasclayton: DIFFERENCES Sometimes you’re up on a rotating stage with a crowd of thousands bathed in light chanting together your name your name your name. Other times you’re in bed earlier than usual covers tucked, and warm like a child not a sound but your heartbeat all alone and wondering. And both are good.
scrap metal & entertainment: Why the friendzone is... →
lungbuster: notasenator: angels-and-angles: As defined by urban dictionary, the friendzone is… “When you are expected to support a girl you really like while she searches for a smarter, richer, and more handsome boyfriend. There is little you can do without feeling like a dick….
Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn’t. It simply files things away....– A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving (via adreamalive )
and I know fuck is a bad word.
maybe-i-need-you: but it sounds so good. good like flipping off the preacher, whenever he forgets that Eve was Adam’s teacher, because apples are fucking healthy, you patriarchal piece of shit.
thelostgeneration: since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a far better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry —the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says we are for eachother: then laugh, leaning back in my...
I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.– Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski )
i think that the romantic impulse is in all of us and that sometimes we live it...– jane campion
If writers had to wait until their precious psyches were completely serene there...– William Styron (via theparisreview)
Two deer walk out of a gay bar. One turns to the...
I miss everyone. I can remember being young and feeling a thing and identifying...– From The Broom of the System by David Foster Wallace. (via bookoflead)
I know you felt it the surge of life and passion the instant we met.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers.– Sylvia Plath
I don’t want to live on this planet any more.– Sylvia Plath