[mournfulroses]

Lydia Davis, from her book titled "The End of the Story," originally published in 1995

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Greg Santora

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

[lunamonchtuna]

— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)

[mournfulroses]

Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[mournfulroses]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a poem titled "Interim," featured in The Complete Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay

[moonss-and-stars]

“Yes books are dangerous. They should be dangerous–they contain ideas.”

[divineedarkness]

and a day arrives where there are no good morning texts, no late night chats and no more heart full of phone conversations. just emptiness. an emptiness which you feel so fully.

[shakespearesdaughters]

[justlifewelle]

Autumn reminds me that some things have to fall for new seasons to begin.

[ruhaniya]

[shakespearesdaughters]

[shakespearesdaughters]

[moonss-and-stars]

“I’m so pathetically intense. I just can’t be any other way”

[vividiangelo]

No one tells you how exhausting it is to truly care about everyone and everything.

[moonss-and-stars]

You will get everything that you ever wanted