May 2012
13 posts
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ecstatic shock
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the surge of energy upon catching a glance from someone you like—a thrill that starts in your stomach, arcs up through your lungs and flashes into a spontaneous smile—which scrambles your ungrounded circuits and tempts you to chase that feeling with a kite and a key.
“I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.”
– Markus Zusak (via llenalena)
“If you have ever lost someone very important to you, then you already know how...”
– Lemony Snicket (via kheimaginarium)
“Your black eyelashes are Israel
And my heart is Palestine under your attack.”
– A landai written by an anonymous woman and passed along in rural Afghanistan. Landais are two line poems, traditionally by a female author lamenting lost love and grief. As this clandestine literary culture grows, so too have the stretch of subjects they address: the Russian and American...
April 2012
31 posts
squid milk javelin: why do you write? →
pavorst:
The problem with the narratives inside my head is that they are not logical or well considered. They are not the way stories should unfold, and this is what makes me afraid. The people inside of my head are not real. They don’t have names and they aren’t even completely drawn together. But what…
Me: I think I'll read The Fault in Our Stars again.
Heart: Don't you dare.
Heart: Don't you dare do that to me again.
Friend: On a scale of 1 to 10, how obsessed are you with Harry Potter?
Me: Nine and three quarters.
Friend:
Me:
Friend:
Me:
“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via pavorst)
““Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in...”
– Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934 (via unecrepuscule)
Anonymous asked: var bor du?
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“I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In...”
– Nan Goldin (via sore-thumbelina)
“Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.”
– Mark Slouka (via boneslace)
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March 2012
26 posts
1 tag
Charlotte: I'm stuck. Does it get easier?
Bob: No. Yes. It gets easier.
Charlotte: Oh yeah? Look at you.
Bob: Thanks. The more you know who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you.
Charlotte: Yeah. I just don't know what I'm supposed to be, you know. I tried being a writer, but I hate what I write. I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre.