I guess I was a mystery even to myself.

Michelle. 17. Mexican. Feminist. Geek. Poetry lover.Words were not things you could control. Not always.

[shock]

and now we return to...................................

………………… the regularly scheduled

him

[parrotiny]

i want to know what bears think sometimes

[mediocrechick]

[parrotiny]

[morgluxia]

[doublesslightpeppa-deactivated2]

[ofools]

[tealesbian]

my icelandic dog trying to get my attention: björk björk

[fyp-philosophy]

I would rather die of fire than of void.

Emil Cioran, On the Heights of Despair (via wordsnquotes)

[thelovejournals]

Just as you have loved before, you will love again.

Warsan Shire (via thelovejournals)

[wordsnquotes]

Indeed — why should I not admit it? — in that moment, my heart was breaking.

Kazuo Ishiguro, The Remains of the Day (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

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[wnq-movies]

Maybe it’s for the best that things fell apart. I want to cast myself as someone else this time. Someone better.

The Adderall Diaries (via wnq-movies)

[wnq-music]

I want you even though I know my heart is going to break.

Johnny Cash, “There You Go” (via wnq-music)

[wnq-writers]

I don’t want you to be mine. I want you to be yours. And I’ll be there too.

twoperfectcircles (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

إنّ الكتب التي تُثيرُ إهتمامي بالفعل هي تلك التي عندما أنتهي من قراءتها أرغب في أن يكون المؤلف صديقاً عزيزاً لي وأستطيع أنّ أخابره بالتليفون في أي وقت شئت .

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

translation: “What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it.”

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[wordsnquotes]

I think that one of these days you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there.

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

She was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they’d bore you or something. Jane was different. We’d get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we’d start holding hands, and we wouldn’t quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

I wouldn’t exactly describe her as strictly beautiful. She knocked me out, though…I mean when she was talking and she got excited about something, her mouth sort of went in about fifty directions, her lips and all. That killed me. And she never really closed it all the way, her mouth. It was always just a little bit open, especially when she got in her golf stance, or when she was reading a book. She was always reading, and she read very good books. She read a lot of poetry and all. She was the only one…

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye  (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.

J.D. Salinger, Letter to Jean Miller (via thequotejournals)

[fabulondarkness-deactivated2021]

thanks for the hot tip, tumblr spambot that just started following me

[weedpoop]

dont tell me where to put lizards

[drunk-on-writing]

i remember i made sure to hold you as if you were made of glass not because i thought you were fragile but because i thought you were too beautiful to be broken i only wish you thought the same of me

i hope you didn’t hurt yourself on my shattered pieces (cc, 2017)