February 2013
2 posts
January 2013
30 posts
“Black is not sad. Bright colors are what depresses me. They’re so… empty. Black...”
– Ann Demeulemeester (via calmlikeahurricane)
“My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.”
– Charles Bukowski (via mrzim)
“‘My God,’ he gasped, ‘you’re fun to kiss.’”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via dulcetdecember)
“Time for solitude. God, I ask you to remake my heart. Fill it with what You...”
– Yasmin Mogahed (via haditsriwayat)
“Even when she walks one would believe that she dances.”
— Charles Baudelaire
poetry, asunder.: the weight of rain. →
thisanxiousheart:
Ages ago I asked a dreamer
(A feeler and a magician, as well)
What love looked like on the inside
When those who are in it cannot tell If it’s tough enough, strong enough, red enough
(And of course, to be honest, is it true)
So that, if possible, we can avoid any pain
And the mistakes and…
December 2012
17 posts
“Every mouth you’ve ever kissed was just practice. All the bodies you’ve ever...”
– Warsan Shire (via cavum)
July 2012
2 posts
