May 2012
12 posts
Anonymous asked: Tell us about yourself.
One clear night while the others slept, I climbed
the stairs to the roof of the...
– Black Sea
by Mark Strand
April 2012
20 posts
Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are
– Niccolò Machiavell (via glowingcoconuts)
People take on the shapes of the songs and the stories that surround them,...
– Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys (via thelovestoryofwords)
Nostalgia for the future
north-woods:
Oh the golden days ahead…
Those will be the days….
The Coming of Light
by Mark Strand
Even this late it happens: the coming of love, the coming of light. You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves, stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows, sending up warm bouquets of air. Even this late the bones of the body shine and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.
why didn’t I bring my wacom tablet to school…why…..
I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of...
– The Catcher in the Rye // J.D Salinger (via scarahskennedy)
I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.
– Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via moldavia)
March 2012
13 posts
I have a problem where I want to be anywhere but...
If I am really a part of your dream, you’ll come back one day
– Paulo Coelho (via briggsqueen)
February 2012
33 posts
I want to live near a river.
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