[oldchum]

[lilmoth95]

[isiyamor]

[melisica]

[ps1]

[putteredthoughts-blog]

[goodreadss]

[weltenwellen]

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot give. The more you loved someone, the more you grieve. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes and in that part of your chest that gets empty and hollow feeling. The happiness of love turns to sadness when unspent. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

— As the lights wink out… 

[nscaprice]

“In the winter I dream of the landscape of your mouth. I find answers in the empty trees, and sometimes I imagine the Earth splitting in half. There are things I don’t tell you. There are things I don’t tell anyone at all.”

— g.d. / fragment 6 (via halflunar ) 

[sift]

[tackled]

[scr33ncaps]

[salonduthe]

[filmaticbby]

[razorshapes]

[untrustyou]

[fohk]