ohh ohhh darlin.

[pailodzeblog]

Instagram : @Pailodze_

[quotemadness]

“You have my whole heart. You always did.”

— Cormac McCarthy

[heartcountry]

“So I entered. So I lost. I lost it all with my eyes wide open.”

— Ocean Vuong, from Night Sky with Exit Wounds (via luthienne)

[chloebeaulieu]

[ifyoucouldonlysee44]

[zmrocz]

“How many centuries deep is your wound?”

— Adonis,  “Unintended Worship,” If Only the Sea Could Sleep  (via ggekkou)

[thegirlwhocrieswolf]

Thanks

[larmoyante]

“The books we need are of the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that makes us suffer like the death of someone we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, lost in a forest remote from all human habitation.”

— Franz Kafka, The Trial

[gina-silvers]

Will you two pipe down? Or you’re gonna wake up Edgar and ruin the surprise!

[beehaven]

please watch The Curious Creations of Christine McConnell on Netflix

[iglovequotes]

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[iglovequotes]

http://iglovequotes.net/

[ebony-eden]

[sailor-moon-reacts]

Sailor Moon has been talking about the realest shit since the 90’s…

[middlenameconfused]

…it’s like this. Sometimes, when you’ve a very long street ahead of you, you think how terribly long it is and feel sure you’ll never get it swept. And then you start to hurry. You work faster and faster and every time you look up there seems to be just as much left to sweep as before, and you try even harder, and you panic, and in the end you’re out of breath and have to stop–and still the street stretches away in front of you. That’s not the way to do it. You must never think of the whole street at once, understand? You must only concentrate on the next step, the next breath, the next stroke of the broom, and the next, and the next. Nothing else. That way you enjoy your work, which is important, because then you make a good job of it. And that’s how it ought to be. And all at once, before you know it, you find you’ve swept the whole street clean, bit by bit. what’s more, you aren’t out of breath. That’s important, too.

Michael Ende, Momo

(via middlenameconfused)

[middlenameconfused]

She was so much better at being alone; being alone came more naturally to her. She led a life of deliberate solitude, and if occasional loneliness crept in, she knew how to work her way out… Or even better, how to sink in and absorb its particular comforts.

Cynthia D'Aprix Sweeney, The Nest (via middlenameconfused)

[middlenameconfused]

Human beings are remarkable - at what we can learn to live with. If we couldn’t get strong from what we lose, and what we miss, and what we want and can’t have, then we couldn’t ever get strong enough, could we? What else makes us strong?

John Irving, The Hotel New Hampshire (via middlenameconfused)

[sheepyhollows]