âItâs amazing what storms your face can hide, what terrible wrecks can writhe and heave beneath, without one ripple on the surface.â
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@theahsia
âItâs amazing what storms your face can hide, what terrible wrecks can writhe and heave beneath, without one ripple on the surface.â
â Jenny Valentine (via quotemadness)
jayecarrero
âSometimes I write drunk and revise sober, and sometimes I write sober and revise drunk. But you have to have both elements in creation â the Apollonian and the Dionysian, or spontaneity and restraint, emotion and discipline.â
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Peter De Vries,Â
Reuben, Reuben (via coral)
J.D. Salinger / The Catcher in the Rye
âTime wonât make you forget, it will make you grow and understand things.â
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âI want to show you every poem i wrote about what happened, every broken memory from what you did. Maybe then youâd get it. Maybe then youâd stop thinking Iâm the one who hurt youâ
â Icanttakethisanymore
ââIt will hurt, my love,â whispers the moon through the cold wind that bites into her skin. âBut it will be worth it, this I promise you.ââ
â Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #194 // This little love
âShe had such a thirst for destruction,â
â Marcel Proust, from The Complete Works; âIn Search of Lost Time,â
âI miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other.â Blue Is the Warmest Color (2013)
âĂtrangement je nâai versĂ© aucune larme. Je nâai rien ressenti , ou presque. Jâai eu lâimpression que rien ne pouvait plus me dĂ©truire , rien ne pouvais plus mâobscurcir. Que la vie sâĂ©tait comme arrĂȘtĂ©e. Sans doute parce que jâavais dĂ©jĂ tout donnĂ© , que jâavais dĂ©jĂ tout essayĂ©. Que rien ne pouvait plus marcher , que mon coeur Ă©tait dĂ©jĂ brisĂ© et quâil ne sâĂ©tait jamais rĂ©parĂ©.â
@textamour
âPlus je stagne Ă tes cĂŽtĂ©s , moins je mâaime.â
â @textamour