Nothingness @juuzee - Tumblr Blog

Give me some paper and a pen and I can describe my world to you in vivid detail. You see, I cannot explain my thoughts nearly as well as my written word. What I write isn’t useless chatter, it is my every inner emotion finally coming to the surface. Every fear can be expressed without fear of judgment. While I have to be more cautious with the words I speak Writing is my escape from a hectic world that doesn’t listen. My writing isn’t for them, it’s for me and if they care to read it that’s one of the best feelings a writer could ever feel. For now, having a pen in my hand is my therapy from the stresses of life. Just give me some paper too and I really can explain my world to you in vivid detail.

wnq-writers

I want to be kissed with a passion. One that drives my significant other so wild, that when they grab me, they are actually the one losing control.

yokosuke3

magic-of-eternity

Magic sky. Magic art. Magic painter.

wnq-music

But I would never kiss anyone who doesn’t burn me like the sun.

Jens Lekman, “And I Remember Every Kiss,“ Album: Night Falls Over Kortedala

violentwavesofemotion-deactivat

I’m not someone who needs to be reminded that inside everything is blood. Not only do I not forget the blood inside but I allow and desire it, I am too much blood to forget blood, and for me the spiritual word has no meaning, and neither does the earthly word.

Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Stories: Forgiving God

davidesky2

by Liam Wong, via Creative Boom.

theunrequitedlover

wnq-writers

There’s a sickening feeling of familiarity, when the wrong person knows you too well And you know them too well. And they weren’t always the wrong person.

#favorite

wnq-writers

Have you ever felt like you are living inside your own memory? Only this time you are the audience, quiet audience who suffers from the joy of the protagonist.