February 2012
“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...”
– Sylvia Plath (via dreamofwhatcanbe)
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azaleadalen:
“I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.”
-Maya Angelou
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be...”
– Steve Jobs (via justbesplendid)
“Sure, we had to be skinny. I lived on Diet Coke and apples for two years. For...”
– Sylvia Plath (via modellesbians)
I is the total black
being spoken
from the earth’s inside.
There are many kinds of open
how a diamond comes
into a knot of flame
how sound comes into a word
colored
by who pays what for speaking
Some words are open
diamonds on a glass window
singing out within the crash
of passing sun
other words are stapled wagers
in a perforated book
buy and sign and tear apart
...
“Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to...”
– Buddha (via eternallyinthetardis)
“Nipples the colour of bare lips. She was made of flesh and eyelashes.”
– Leonard Cohen (via woefultale)
azaleadalen:
“The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn.”
-Alvin Toffler
I don’t know which I enjoy more, falling asleep crying or waking up crying.
glimpseoffeeling:
If you don’t like my words, don’t listen.
If you don’t like my appearance, don’t look.
If you don’t like my actions, turn your head.
It’s as simple as that.
“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it...”
– E.E. Cummings (via bambooglitter)
Ω: One day I’ll unlearn all this, like I did with... →
obliteratedheart:
One day I’ll unlearn all this, like I did with the Spanish language, how to conjugate and certain math equations. Like the geography of other countries I once thought I might explore, and bits and pieces of how the scientific formula goes. Like the history we’re bound to repeat regardless…
“You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she...”
– Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente (via suzywire)