March 2012
51 posts
“There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is...”
– Ernest Hemingway (via angelapyne)
“It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute...”
– E.M. Foster, A Room with a View (via tantum)
“Human beings have always employed an enormous amount of clever devices for...”
– John Gardner (via my-little-one) poetrydreamer: Guilty. (via poetdreamer)
“From the very beginning you are being told to compare yourself with others. This...”
– ~Osho (via thesearepeopleyouknow)
we are most alive in dreams: Rain →
wearemostaliveindreams:
They say that the rain are the tears of God but I have come to say that not only is that falsely untrue, but that the rain is all of the tears we’ve cried from joy, from pain, from birth, from death. All these tears; never drying but evaporating into the skies, rebirth upon rebirth. Our tears…
Join me in telling the House of Representatives... →
“There are two things you should never waste your time on: things that don’t...”
– Linda Poindexter (via elige)
“I am going to tell you a secret. Every year; many, many stupid people graduate...”
– John Green (via jsanc920)
Ignorance is bliss
mdeeks:
I dared to lift the painted vale
Just a corner
With fingers burnt to the knuckle
And sight faltered
My dream had altered
Angels will turn horned
As the light of dawn
Crescents on the horizon
All hope will escaped
With the sighs
Forced from my mouth
By your laughter
Sweet slumber recoils as I recollect
The emptiness after you
And the void left by the dreams long burnt
“Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who...”
– (via porygons)
the most accurate description of depression
(via jigsawxyouth)
It’s exactly like that.
“How on Earth do these church leaders square their present stand with those...”
– Former U.K. cabinet member Jack Straw speaking out in favor of marriage equality, even though the Catholic church and the Church of England have recently reiterated their opposition. More. (via gaywrites)
lilysofthefield:
How do I murder a part of myself without dying completely.
Lilys of the Field: We don't live here anymore →
lilysofthefield:
after sex becomes a chore and you know every inch of your love by heart. The big things become little and the little things are made into an ocean. We hang denial in our closet, painting regret into the walls. Breakfast becomes friends with silence and dinner is always late. Pictures are…
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some days
i am
paper thin
and
the tiniest pull
will rip
me
apart
