so why kant you see?

hey im ellie, a writer from the pacific northwest. i read Joseph Heller, Poe, Orwell, T.S. Eliot, but love Bukowski & Dostoyevsky most of all. i live to read and read to live. 'i'd rather pretend to be happy & ok than be sad all the time.' good vibes!!

[kantyousee]

I just began reading Looking for Alaska this week and no other book has ever invoked so much emotion or drawn so many tears

[age-sex-location]

[kantyousee]

codename-owl:

A love story in 5 pictures.

[greywillow3]

[drunkology]

Being someone.

No matter how old I get, I’m still just a scared little kid wondering if anyone will ever love me or want me around, and it gets hard to be so old so young, and so young so old. It gets hard to be someone.

[laurent1106]

[drunkology]

the endings like thunderstorms.

I don’t want to hear what I want to hear. I want the truth. I want you. I want to hear about your darkest days and your nameless nights. I want to hear about the sadness you thought would never end. I want to hear about the endings like thunderstorms. Tell me everything, and I’ll stay through your cruelest truths, but please don’t ever lie to me.

[kantyousee]

i miss good days and i miss my good friends, i miss being hap and younger and exploring abandoned houses not caring too much or too little; and i fit into my life like a hand slips into a glove but now im sinking and drowning and this life i have chosen for myself is not one i can enjoy

[communicants]

Silence is always beautiful, and a silent person is always more beautiful than one who talks.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Adolescent.

(via communicants)

[kantyousee]

bittersweet

[4nimalparty]

(by oskarzapi)

[luciblackanima]

i don't.

I don’t dare to look at you too much, because when I do I smile at every little thing that makes up the whole of you. I don’t dare to look at you too much, because when I do I want to touch every little part of you. I am afraid of making wishes, afraid of making memories when we both know that sooner or later I will have to go.

I don’t dare to look at you too much.

[kellyinigo-blog]

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I don’t know what day it is Because I’ve been up all night I don’t know what week it is Because I’ve been up all night I want to see you I want to see you I want to see you I want to see you Forever and ever Forever and ever Forever and ever Forever

[kantyousee]

it's raining & I'm in downtown Portland wearing a folk band t-shirt having breakfast with a friend i've only met three times and this coffee is amazing and I haven't been this relaxed in a long time. i really love this city

[frogr]

a list of nice sounds

high heels clacking on the marble tiles of a church

a soda can being opened

a plastic-covered library book being pressed flat, crunching the binding

a marble rolling on a wooden floor

wood popping and crackling as it burns

[quotes-shape-us]

From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.

Edgar Allan Poe (via feuille-d-automne)

[kantyousee]

Touch, sweet touch, you've given me too much to feel. Sweet touch, You've almost convinced me I'm real.

Touch, Daft Punk on Random Access Memories

[alienzzzzz-deactivated20190603]

Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty. One person may even perceive deformity, where another is sensible of beauty; and every individual ought to acquiesce in his own sentiment, without pretending to regulate those of others.

David Hume