August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
1 post
“I’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.”
– Andy Warhol (via girlwithoutwings)
May 2011
1 post
February 2011
1 post
i want to change it. i want to change me.
January 2011
3 posts
“Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you...”
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via libraryland)
before you know it you’re in a room. surrounded by nothing but white walls. you ask yourself how you go there, and it’s a question you honestly can’t answer. there is a door. you know the door leads to somewhere, but you don’t have the key. you had it. but you lost it. you lost the key, so the only option now is to break the door down. but you know. you know it’ll...
December 2010
2 posts
November 2010
3 posts
Intervals.
To all the nights that I’ve spent being wildly intoxicated, desperate for some form of escapism, oblivious to the world around me.
To the nights where I sit back, with a beer in hand, inhaling everything around me, appreciating everything that the world has to offer.
The nights where I seek for pleasure in meaningless rendezvous, failing to even begin understanding what pleasure means.
...
October 2010
8 posts
‘we are bound by our 5 senses, and rely on our perception of what is the truth
hence there is absolutely no way to prove or disprove existence of god’
a smart dude once said :)
notintartarus:
“I am too much of a sceptic to deny the possibility of anything.”
T.H. Huxley
“I am an agnostic; I do not pretend to know what many ignorant men are sure of.”
– Clarence Darrow (via anhypnic)
i will make things better
fuck everything that gets in my way, i’ve done it before and I’ll do it again
our day will come but it never does
“Such is the human race, often it seems a pity that Noah… didn’t miss the boat.”
– Mark Twain (via libraryland)
“Things change, and friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.”
– Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)
September 2010
2 posts
tomorrow i will lose everything
I miss you
August 2010
3 posts
“The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not...”
– Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, Vintage International, 1992 (1st pub. 1985), ch. 17, p. 245, quoted with admirable citational specificity by Ms. Odradek. (via mills)
I doubt my ability
I feel detached, I really don’t feel like going through with this
July 2010
6 posts
“People change, and smile: but the agony abides.
Time the destroyer is time the...”
– T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets: The Dry Salvages (via libraryland)
I am feeling guilty
I am an ungrateful bitch sometimes
I still have other options
I need to keep this in mind
Juliet, I’d do the stars with you, anytime.
June 2010
7 posts
I am
. . feeling vulnerable
. . counting down the minutes
. . wondering if you’re doing the same too
On Melancholy Hill
; I probably speak from the peripheries of irrationality, the rearview of overriding pessimism, according to a wretched past which has countless times proved to be a mere figment of my oft unreasonable imagination. Indeed, the fear is just a fear. The feeling of impending doom is after all just a feeling- a feeling without actual, palpable consequences.
Nonetheless, the fear itself is real, the...
fuck
Life is so beautiful
Never do I want to forget this, ever.
Lord Byron
The dream changed:—in a cave she stood, its walls Were hung with marble icicles; the work Of ages on its water-fretted halls, Where waves might wash, and seals might breed and lurk; Her hair was dripping, and the very balls Of her black eyes seemed turned to tears, and mirk The sharp rocks looked below each drop they caught, Which froze to marble as it fell,—she thought.
...
“Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the...”
– The Summer Day - Poem by Mary Oliver (via writandwisdom) (via libraryland, califragilistic)
Ugly
Us humans, we are stupid, blind, gullible, shallow, ignorant, selfish, inconsiderate. We are disgusting.
May 2010
13 posts
“You’re searching…
For things that don’t exist; I mean beginnings.
Ends and...”
– Robert Frost, Mountain Interval • “In the Home Stretch” (via abnkkbsplako) (via sexismandthecity) (via libraryland, abnkkbsplako-deactivated2009122)
strangers in the night
amsterdam me you
. .. .
where does this go?
“What’s that smell in this room? Didn’t you notice it, Brick? Didn’t you notice a...”
– Big Daddy, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (via 101110) (via libraryland)
dreams (v)
I dream of Steven. We are in a dark room, I do not see his face but I am sure that it is him. I don’t remember what he says to me, but he seems weirdly out of character. He wants from me something that I never thought he would ask for. I suddenly feel a reverberating hollowness within me, but I do not know what to say or do. I just close my eyes to sleep.
I wake up in a wearhouse where he...
“But she wasn’t exactly the type that drove you mad with desire. She was a pretty...”
– JD Salinger
(via smileyouredying)
(via libraryland)
