Si vis amari, ama

If you think my blog sucks, you should see my life decisions.

[alterego01]

Μονόγραμμα (απόσπασμα)

Είναι νωρίς ακόμη μέσα στον κόσμο αυτόν αγάπη μου

να μιλώ για σένα και για μένα.

Είναι νωρίς ακόμη μες στον κόσμο αυτόν, μ’ ακούς;

Είμ’ εγώ, μ’ ακούς; Σ’ αγαπάω, μ’ ακούς;

Πού μ’ αφήνεις, που πας, μ’ ακούς;

Θα ’ρθει μέρα, μ’ ακούς; για μας, μ’ ακούς;

Πουθενά δεν πάω, μ’ ακούς;

Ή κανείς ή κι οι δύο μαζί, μ’ ακούς;

το λουλούδι αυτό της καταιγίδας και μ’ ακούς;

Της αγάπης μια για πάντα το κόψαμε

και δεν γίνεται ν’ ανθίσει αλλιώς, μ’ ακούς;

Σ’ άλλη γη, σ’ άλλο αστέρι, μ’ ακούς;

δεν υπάρχει το χώμα δεν υπάρχει ο αέρας που αγγίξαμε,

ο ίδιος, μ’ ακούς;

και κανείς δεν κατάφερε από τόσον χειμώνα

κι από τόσους βοριάδες, μ’ ακούς;

Νά τινάξει λουλούδι, μόνο εμείς, μ’ ακούς;

Μες στη μέση της θάλασσας

από το μόνο θέλημα της αγάπης, μ ’ακούς.

Ανεβάσαμε ολόκληρο νησί, μ’ ακούς.

Άκου, ποιος μιλάει στα νερά και ποιος κλαίει, ακούς;

Είμαι εγώ που φωνάζω κι είμαι εγώ που κλαίω, μ’ ακούς;

Σ’ αγαπάω, σ’ αγαπάω, μ’ ακούς;

Οδυσσέας Ελύτης

[qvotable]

“I’ve always liked the time before dawn because there’s no one around to remind me who I’m supposed to be, so it’s easier to remember who I am.”

— Brian Andreas // Trusting Soul

[qvotable]

“Sometimes I sit and wish I could freeze time right where I am. That way I’ll never lose all of the lovely things that are around me. But time keeps going and things keep getting lost. But I’m still living because something new and beautiful is going to come around eventually and that right there is something to stick around for.”

— Unknown

[matsthoughts]

:)

[thoughtkick]

“I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.”

— Joquesse Eugenia

[juansendizon]

“I love nighttime when it feels easy to feel my sadness, and I can rest from the pain of my lack of friendship and belongingness because everyone else in the world is sleeping, and I accept that I’m truly alone. I get to write poems in my soul’s much-needed silence, read my books without any unnecessary excess stimuli, and breathe in the purest of golds which is the darkness. I don’t see much else except the smile of the moon, and I couldn’t smile at her back.”

— Juansen Dizon, Night Owl

[quotemadness]

“I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

[aidashakur]

Making each other better >>

[lostwhy]

[Ψύχος]

Συχνά με αποκαλούσαν

Ψυχρό άνθρωπο

Μα όταν καιγόμουν

Εκείνοι φυσούσαν

Να με σβήσουν

Και έφευγαν.

Έπειτα έλεγαν

Πως δεν μπορώ να τους ζεστάνω

[ekwfantikhsiwph-blog]

Εγώ καιγόμουν και εκείνου δεν του καιγότανε καρφί.

[gregorychatman]

“Nobody can save you but yourself — and you’re worth saving. It’s a war not easily won but if anything is worth winning — this is it.” — Charles Bukowski

August 16, 1920 - March 9, 1994

[recaption]

[thebookquotes]

Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you? [...] I always wonder about that. If people could see me the way I see myself — if they could live in my memories — would anyone love me?

— John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

[thebookquotes]

I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

[thebookquotes]

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment — we are all defined by something we can't change.

— Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness

[jericosilvers]

instagram.com/jericosilvers

[ourheartsareoldfriends]

boygenius, souvenir / f. scott fitzgerald, the short stories / holly warburton, bobby at home / mimmo paladino, from james joyce’s ulysses / natalie wee, our bodies & other fine machines / mitski, nobody / andrew wyeth, christina’s world 

[thezeroquotes]

I want to sleep, I want dreams to pull me from this world and make me forget. To stop the memories from swirling around me. To put an end to this ache that consumes me.

— Carrie Ryan