February 2012
“Ya que navegas por mi sangre
y conoces mis límites,
y me despiertas en la...”
– Juan Gelman (via scissorsandknives)
“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”
– Sylvia Plath (via deadwonders)
“She’d spent years trying to explain herself to me (and I to her), but in the...”
– Pagan Kennedy (via lunelait)
“I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.”
– Haruki Murakami (via misswallflower)
“There is nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing...”
– (via mgw-inspire)
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via lavandula)
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…
I could walk through my...”
– Alfred Lord Tennyson (via lavandula)
“We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It’s our own...”
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via lavandula)
“My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to...”
– Neil Gaiman (via lavandula)
“I am like a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings....”
– Anaïs Nin, Aphrodisiac (via deadwonders)
“Interacting with other people does not come naturally to me; it is a strain and...”
– Peter Cameron, Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You (via deadwonders)
“She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that...”
– Simone de Beauvoir (via therabbithearted)
let's find some beautiful place to get lost. lost...
“This is the silence of astounded souls.”
– Sylvia Plath, from “Crossing the Water” (via vashti)
“I don’t just want your heart. I want your flesh, your skin and blood and bones,...”
– Isobel Thrilling (via deadwonders)
houseofromanov:
the longer i live
the more my heart shrinks into silence
it won’t be long before i fade definitely
“Te quiero, pero de una forma extraña. Te quiero porque te quiero, sin razón...”
– Lunas vacías. (via hellokah)
“Uno se embarca hacia tierras lejanas, indaga la naturaleza, ansia el...”
– Ernesto Sábato (via cuadernillodereciclaje)
“I don’t know if you ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand...”
– The perks of being a wallflower, Stephen Chbosky.
