February 2012
There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street...
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via liquidnight)
Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via massdestruction)
January 2012
We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love.
– Sigmund Freud (via bavarde)
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he...
– Dead Poets Society, 1989 (via aepocrypha)
December 2011
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million...
– The Bell Jar. Sylvia Plath. (via -thespeedofpain)
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me: i love you chicken nuggets: me: chicken nuggets: me: chicken nuggets: me: chicken nuggets: me: shh don’t speak
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November 2011
I don’t know where the artificial stops and the real starts.
– Andy Warhol (via flipthebirdy)
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When people write fuck like this: f**k
lolsofunny:
Dude, relax. It’s the internet
I would always rather be happy than dignified.
– Charlotte Brontë (via girlwithoutwings)
I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night,...
– Haruki Murakami (via neonspandex)
Guy: "Hey, I really like you." →
10knotes:
Most girls:
“OMG”
Me:
“Uh…why?”
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