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The tension between the “real” and the “surreal,” the fable. An almost physical tension—physical in me, I mean. Hence my not-thereness today, my penchant for staring at the river, walking along with my gaze fixed to the sidewalk, only peripherally aware of what surrounds me.
Joyce Carol Oates, from a journal entry (via violentwavesofemotion)
I choose you. And I’ll choose you, over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I’ll keep choosing you.
my hearth (via violentwavesofemotion)
A stranger had an interesting analysis of this song. He said the words 'I wish' may have been purposely omitted by the songwriter from the title/clause, such that if they were supplied, it would read "I wish that I would be good." That I would be good even if I did nothing.
It's not so easy, loving me.
I want you and you are not here.
Carol Ann Duffy, from Miles Away (via violentwavesofemotion)
100 Reasons to Stay Alive~ Just a friendly reminder in case you had forgotten all of the wonderful little things that makes life worth the struggle~
Wrote up this list as an additional page on my blog and will be adding more as time goes on. If you have any suggestions you want to see on this list, feel free to message me.
Life is worth it. I love you.
The surface of my mind slips along like a pale-grey stream, reflecting what passes. I do not remember my special gifts, or idiosyncrasy, or the marks I bear on my person; eyes, nose or mouth. I am not, at this moment, myself.
Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)
Bucharest, Romania (by yony_ro)
Connection.
Jesse: Alright, I have an admittedly insane idea, but if I don't ask you this it's just, uh, you know, it's gonna haunt me the rest of my life
Celine: What?
Jesse: Um... I want to keep talking to you, y'know. I have no idea what your situation is, but, uh, but I feel like we have some kind of, uh, connection. Right?
Celine: Yeah, me too.
Jesse: Yeah, right, well, great. So listen, so here's the deal. This is what we should do. You should get off the train with me here in Vienna, and come check out the capital.
Celine: What?
Jesse: Come on. It'll be fun. Come on.
Celine: What would we do?
Jesse: Umm, I don't know. All I know is I have to catch an Austrian Airlines flight tomorrow morning at 9:30 and I don't really have enough money for a hotel, so I was just going to walk around, and it would be a lot more fun if you came with me. And if I turn out to be some kind of psycho, you know, you just get on the next train.
Jesse: Alright, alright. Think of it like this: jump ahead, ten, twenty years, okay, and you're married. Only your marriage doesn't have that same energy that it used to have, y'know. You start to blame your husband. You start to think about all those guys you've met in your life and what might have happened if you'd picked up with one of them, right? Well, I'm one of those guys. That's me y'know, so think of this as time travel, from then, to now, to find out what you're missing out on. See, what this really could be is a gigantic favor to both you and your future husband to find out that you're not missing out on anything. I'm just as big a loser as he is, totally unmotivated, totally boring, and, uh, you made the right choice, and you're really happy.
Celine: Let me get my bag.
It's all to come. For now, we're still young. - Sons & Daughters
Aw Nelly. You're so beautiful. Honestly what will become of me? don't like reality; It's way too clear to me.
Valencia, Spain (by monsalo)
"Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same; Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends…friends…friends…friends… Harry felt a great rush of affection for Luna" — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
I love this.
Love in December - Club 8
The Reader.
by Heatherlee Chan, Lady Poppins
www.ladypoppins.etsy.com
How pretty :)
Lie in the Sound - Trespassers William
I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they’re going.
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via bookmania)
