March 2012
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I...
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same,...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
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February 2012
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“I lost it.” I mumbled to the space between my bed and wall. The light from the hallway shinned between the miniscule spaces between each individual blind in front of my window. The light broke apart, flickering like fire. I could feel myself dreaming.. “If you dig too deep, who knows what you’ll find.” I said this out loud. I could feel that I was completely alone despite the dark. Sometimes you...
I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there...
– Ernest Hemingway (via lonely-living)
I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the...
– John Green, Looking for Alaska (via bleachthesoul)
Here I am: a bundle of past recollections and future dreams knotted up in a...
– Sylvia Plath (via lonely-living)
I can be by myself because I’m never lonely, I’m simply alone, living in my...
– Hrabal, Too Loud a Solitude (via vacantgarde)
Writing down your thoughts is both necessary and harmful. It leads to...
– Anna Kamienska (via lonely-living)
I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I...
– Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography (via lydianea)
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via empty-aisles)