May 2013
I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me.
– George Orwell, 1984 (via babyslothie)
fuckdanielmaitland:
There are approximately 1,013,913 words in the English language but I could never string any of them together to explain how incredible I think you are.
sometimes when i drop something i’ll just stand there and groan until someone picks it up for me
Hahahahaha ever since I’ve been a cripple. So accurate.
empresswuofthetangclan:
To know you like your tongue knows the back of your teeth. That’s all I want.
I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I...
– Thought Catalog (via collect-n-win-consciousness)
illicitwrds:
“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.”
Promise me this: when you finally leave me, you’ll
get creative. Tell me I was...
– Clementine von Radics (via naisae)
Nothing holds me. Let me say that I myself have torn myself to shreds.
– Franz Kafka, from The Blue Octavo Notebooks (1917-1919)
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have...
– The Kite Runner (via allthingssoulful)
alrights:
alrights:
alrights:
help im broke i spent all my money on coffee
jk i have 5 more dollars just enough for another coffee
help im broke i spent all my money on coffee
moscowprotection:
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak
And then suck my ex...
– Rudy Francisco, “Love Poem Medley” (via 36974)
whorville:
Happy has five letters Pizza has five letters
This is no coincidence
I want to feel it,
the breathtaking certainty,
that comes when you’re loved.
–
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
The biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I...
– Anna Quindlen, Loud and Clear (via creatingaquietmind)
Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood.
– Mary Rakow (via rabbitinthemoon)
I no longer know if I wish to drown myself in love, vodka or the sea.
– Grantaire, Book V (via incorrectlesmisquotes)
Since you alone are responsible for your thoughts, only you can change them.
– Paramahansa Yogananda (via charmaineolivia)
Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness.
– Yousuf Karsh (via likeafieldmouse)
My memories make me vomit.
– Alice Liddell. (via 5ft1)
691180:
Passion is like a storm — it bleeds out of you
Throbbing thighs melting with a touch Lips hoping to be kissed — while the desire burning and fleeting every second His flesh isn’t touching yours
So at last it furrows out of your eyes like a tear
I put my hand on him. Touching him has always been important to me, it was...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via 5ft1)
I will not forget you, though. I don’t think that you particularly deserve my...
– Chelsea Fagan, I Will Not Forget You (via 5ft1)
I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.
– John Green (via 5ft1)
I’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.
– Warsan Shire (via 5ft1)
Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a...
– James Joyce (via 5ft1)
I keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I’ve sent you letters that...
– Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via look-to-the-trees)
I hide because there’s more to me than what you see and I’m not sure you’d like...
– I Wrote This For You (via 5ft1)
me when my friends are sad: insert 6 page text here of advice and telling them how perfect they are
them when im sad: oh sorry
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
– George R.R. Martin (via simply-quotes)
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My legs are so soft and no one is here to nap with me. Okay why.
Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a...
– Sylvia Plath (via charlottehideandseek)
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.
– Robert Frost (via scabpicker)
Watch your thoughts they become words.
Watch your words they become actions....
– Lao-tzu (via prophetsofthewild)