September 2010
“I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all...”
– Jorge Luis Borges via musingsfromgamblersrock. (via tobia)
Everything Reminds Me Of You
Dizzy.
That’s how you feel when you run into a significant other you haven’t seen in a long time. A bitter avalanche of icy memories plows into your chest at breakneck speed, stealing the very breath from your lungs. Gasping for air, there’s really no use fighting it; the blow is instantaneous and it’s overpowering. Your eyes land on this person, your heart immediately stops dead, your knees go...
everykindoflight:
gray. quiet and tired and mean.
picking at a worried seam.
“Hey, Dwight I don’t know if you’ve heard, but we’re supposed to be drinking out...”
– Jim Halpert (via tunaeverynight)
3 tags
so...
-my dry erase board will never stay up on these cinderblock walls.
-i just made homemade pizza with peeps.
-north avenue irregulars is funny and seventies.
-i want to cry and scream until my homework does itself.
-nicholas cage will…never be okay.
“You hope sometimes that if you’re truthful with somebody, they’ll stop all the...”
– John Lennon (via illneverloseaffection)
I’m Asking Her to Stay-Sherwood
“The relationship you have with the world is just like any other relationship....”
– I Wrote This For You: The World Loves You Too (via kari-shma)
“He wondered what was happening inside her head. He imagined a garden with the...”
– Simon Van Booy | “Everyday Things” (via wearebasiclight)
“All my life
I have been restless—
I have felt there is something
more...”
– Mary Oliver | “Whelks” (via wearebasiclight)
wehadthestars:
Venice - Beirut
i have to marry a musician.
i really really have to.
“Piglet: How do you spell love?
Pooh: You don’t spell it…you feel it.”
– (via ransombookquotes) 