February 2012
3 posts
1 tag
“And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is...”
– Carson McCullers (via misswallflower)
"Bad excuses are worse than none."
January 2012
24 posts
“What’s the worst thing you can call a woman? Don’t hold back, now. You’re...”
– Full frontal feminism: a young women’s guide to why feminism matters
By Jessica Valenti
holy shitballs.
“In the first place life isn’t just [going round kissing people], and in the...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, ‘Head and Shoulders’ (via casimirpulaskiday)
“Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of...”
– The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green
“Because words are inert, they’re just symbols, they’re dead. And so much of our...”
– Waking Life
“Passion is destructive.”
– The Razor’s Edge by W. Somerset Maugham
well then, by all means, destroy me.
“I don’t care if you’re obscene, filthy, horrendous — as long as you’re honest.”
– Bill Hicks
“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly...”
– Sylvia Plath
“I miss you because memory
is a kind editor.
The past is a long scroll and
in...”
– Cory Mesler, Return Key (via grammatolatry
)
December 2011
24 posts
“If we really do get what we give,
then I give up,
so I can get up.”
– Buddy Wakefield, ‘Water Gun’ (via loverofstories)
“I could pretend I’m speaking to everyone - assume a middle distance and...”
– Richard Siken (via dondante)
“And I know I’ve said this before, but opposites attract, we try and run away but...”
– (via spreadlikegerms)
“I’m on fire with love and anger.”
– Charles Bukowski (via dshooker)
“You are calm and reposed.
Let your beauty unfold.
Pale white, like the skin...”
– The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot (via momentaryrelapse) (via constantflux) (via quote-book, )
“You try to warn him, you tell him
you will...”
– Richard Siken (via wolvesatnight)
like taking a bullet.
we were emergencies
A poet can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost. But tonight let us not become tragedies. We are not funeral homes with propane tanks in our windows lookin’ like cemeteries. Cemeteries are just the Earth’s way of not letting go. Let go. Tonight, Poets, let’s turn our wrists so far backwards the razor blades in our pencil tips can’t get a good angle on all that beauty...
“Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
“Too little of you
and my goodness, far too much
of everyone else.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
“We all have bullets beneath our skin
we pray our lovers won’t flinch at when...”
– Andrea Gibson (via loverofstories)
