August 2012
32 posts
“Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the...”
– to my future husband
“Sonnet XI
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I...”
– i don’t know why but i think this poem is so haunting and bare. the way this man or woman yearns for the other is raw and beautiful.
“The (500) Days of Summer attitude of ‘He wants you so bad’ seems attractive to...”
– Joseph Gordon-Levitt (x)
“I don’t trust anyone who hasn’t been self-destructive in some way. And who...”
– (via iwasborntired)
the best thoughts and ideas always come alive in the night time. it’s when the whole world is sleeping but you’re wide awake with these crazy thoughts and notions that don’t seem so crazy at 4 am. i come alive in the night time when i don’t have so much clutter shrouding me. bright lights, background noise, people talking, tv blaring, music playing, errand running,...
