[whatevskies-blog]

sorry i couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue 

[weltenwellen]

Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947

[nevver]

Hoar frost, Heiko Gerlicher

[weltenwellen]

Marla Miniamo, from “Sea Salt”

[vanish]

(x)

[anditslove]

“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via anditslove)

[anditslove]

“My head began to understand what was happening, but not my heart. My heart had always had a hard time accepting reality.”

— Gayle Forman, I Have Lost My Way (via anditslove)

[anditslove]

“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close 

[naturaekos]

“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”

— Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine (via goodreadss)

[lifeinpoetry]

“Somewhere in me a city’s on fire.”

— Christine Taylor, from “When They Come,” published in Glass: A Journal of Poetry

[remakesihavetoremake-deactivate]

Some of your problems will inevitably stem from your refusal to view other human beings with the same complexity and nuance you see in yourself

[anditslove]

“We tell our stories differently, don’t we, you and I?”

— Paula Hawkins, Into The Water

[anditslove]

“It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over. Slowly, I began to realize that I could not go back and force things to be as they once were.”

— Paulo Coelho, The Zahir (via anditslove)

[minuty]

[anditslove]

“What wouldn’t you give to go back to the beginning, to be those people again, the future so fresh and promising that is seems impossible not to get it right?”

— Therese Anne Fowler, Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald

[purplebuddhaquotes]

“I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be.”

— Kriti.G

[melisica]

[melisica]

(by _gonegal)