December 2011
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LOVE WON'T SAVE US: VI I have learned to... →
ahuntersheart:
VI I have learned to camouflage myself in church, Masking my body With the body of a saint. Last night frost glazed the face of Mary Magdalene, And snow rode up to the altar windows. Before morning, the sparrows came down To the body of Saint Francis. Now he is upholstered in oak leaves …
friend: mulan isnt even a princess
me: dishonor
dishonor on you
dishonor on your whole family
DISHONOR ON YOUR COW
…everything decays, beginning with beauty and ending with memory.
– Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel’s Game (via silencedvolumes)
I thought vacation was supposed to be relaxing.
How very foolish of me.
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Dry your tears, child. Life is too short for so much sorrow.
– American Horror Story, 01x11: Birth
They drove along slowly, speaking of various possible and insane things - like,...
– Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via buynewsoul)
That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
– John Green (via creatingaquietmind)
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps...
– Charles Bukowski (via eclectic-derelict)
I’m only doing this because it’s the biggest mistake I can think to make. It’s...
– Chuck Palahniuk - Invisible Monsters (via chuckpalahniukquotes)
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Follow my new Audrey Hepburn appreciation blog! →
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No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
– Breakfast at Tiffany’s
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I wonder what you look like, under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like,...
– Ani Difranco (via prima-volta)
carolyn-orosz:
“…we are afraid. our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners. it hasn’t told us about the gutters or the suicides. or the terror of one person aching in one place alone untouched unspoken to watering a plant.”
—-Charles Bukowski
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I have so many things to do and no time to do...
I can’t even.
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Totally just realized that Samuel L. Jackson is in...
Mind. Blown.
When I tell you I need to be alone, what I mean is that I don’t want you to see...
– Buddy Wakefield (via spyonthelittlekids)