Clownlike, Moon-skulled

The big things and the little things. But mostly the little things. Sometimes I write. 24 | female | doctor | South African | lover | feeler. Love her, but leave her wild.

[carlascribbles]

"Sweet creature, whenever you go - you bring me home"

[carlascribbles]

Weekend things.

[carlascribbles]

"You know, a few months ago, I made a terrible mistake. I realized something, and instead of crushing the thought the moment it came I... I let it hang on, and now I know it to be true. And I'm afraid it's stuck in my head forever. These are the best days of our lives. It's a terrible thing to know, but I know it."

[kushandwizdom]

When you realize that your purpose is bigger than just you, that’s when your world begins to change…

Nic Mora

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kushandwizdom

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[quotemadness]

Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you.

Friedrich Nietzsche (via quotemadness)

[purplebuddhaproject]

[carlascribbles]

[wordsnquotes]

Travel and tell no one, live a true love story and tell no one, live happily and tell no one, people ruin beautiful things.

Khalil Gibran (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

If you love deeply, you’re going to get hurt badly. But it’s still worth it.

C.S. Lewis (via wordsnquotes)

[iglovequotes]

http://iglovequotes.net/

[fyp-philosophy]

Until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter.

African proverb (via fyp-philosophy)

[carlascribbles]

23❤️

[carlascribbles]

A few years after we broke up, I asked my first love if he still had the nude photo he took of me before my 19th birthday in his tiny two-room flat. “Of course,” he said without missing a beat. “Why would I ever throw that away?” The photo was the eye of the storm, where he was attentive, I was charming, and we were happy. You wouldn’t know that he told me he didn’t want to kiss me anymore or that my voice went hoarse after I yelled at him to hide how much it hurt. No, I got to be immortalized as the naked, grinning girl , and I’m thankful for that. You just have to remember not to envy the girl in the picture. Because people who would never pay you a compliment in real life will faun over your photo, and the ones you loved will hold on to her long after they let you out of their arms. Still, it’s a great snapshot that can only get better, as we continue to forget the painful details, until all that’s left is a grainy photo and a grin.

[observando]

Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.

Janet Fitch (via observando)

[megan-hansenn-deactivated201704]

One day you’ll wake up at 11:30 AM on a Sunday with the love of your life and you’ll make some coffee and pancakes and it’ll all be alright.

just a friendly reminder to keep going ( via megan-hansenn)

[lifeinpoetry]

I want to live my life all over again, to begin again to be utterly wild.

Mary Oliver, from “A Meeting,” New and Selected Poems: Volume One (via hecatese)

[carlascribbles]

Oh baby baby , it's a wild world.

At home on a Friday night, listening to Cat Stevens.