Show Me The Stars

Welcome to the inner workings of my mind So dark and foul I can't disguise. My name is pronounced Caro-Leena, as in Princess of Monaco. I'm no US state.

[ernestoesquer]

[ghostqueenofthesun]

But here’s a little secret for you: no one is ever the same thing again after anything. You are never the same twice, and much of your unhappiness comes from trying to pretend that you are. Accept that you are different each day, and do so joyfully, recognizing it for the gift it is. Work within the desires and goals of the person you are currently, until you aren’t that person anymore, and everything changes once again.

Welcome to Night Vale: Episode 75: Through the Narrow Place (via andrewmicah)

I reblog myself

[ienchanted]

[preservable]

[freshbrewedlife]

Helena Moore | @helena.moore

[jinansafko]

Jinan Safko

[sapiosexuale-deactivated2016061]

El callar no es no haber qué decir, sino no caber en las voces lo mucho que hay que decir

Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz (via sapiosexuale)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…But my dreaming self refuses to be consoled.

Margaret Atwood, from Moral Disorder and Other Stories; “The Other Place,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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~Word for Thought~

Inspired by

@rachelswandesign-blog

[acuratedlife]

[kafkaesque-world]

Vladimir Nabokov, teaching his students how to read Kafka, pointed out to them that the insect into which Gregor Samsa is transformed is in fact a winged beetle, an insect that carries its wings under its armored back, and that if Gregor had only discovered them, he would have been able to escape. And then Nabokov added: ‘Many a Dick and a Jane grow up like Gregor, unaware that they too have wings and can fly.

Vladimir Nabokov on Kafka’s Metamorphosis (via kafkaesque-world)

[carociao]

me flirting: i had something to say but i forgot

[filmnoirfemalefatales]

These Women Know.

[victimize]

[railroadsoftware]

whats that feel when no bf

[sayakist-archive-blog]

relief

[jammespotter]

mood: a wealthy 18th century woman who needs to lie down for hours after anything remotely distressing happens

[carociao]

Having bad memory as a reader

Person: Have you read *insert book title*?

Me: Oh, yeah! I loved that book!

Person: Great! Do you remember *insert book scene*? That was epic.

Me: Whoa. Hold on. I said I loved the book, but I honestly don't remember a thing that happened in it.