January 2009
my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping
but
I shall go on...
– Pablo Neruda
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in...
– Anais Nin
The winter loves me. I mean as much as you can say a season can love. What I...
– from the book, “A Separate Peace” by John Knowles (via thoughtsonasunday) (via collectingraindrops)
The Archipelago Of Kisses
We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t grow on trees, like in the old days. So where does one find love? When you’re sixteen it’s easy, like being unleashed with a credit card in a department store of kisses. There’s the first kiss. The sloppy kiss. The peck. The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we shouldn’t be doing this kiss. The but your lips...
I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me,...
– Augusten Burroughs, The Way I See It #141, a Starbucks cup (via myumbrellaiswet) (via longlivethequeen)