May 2012
“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via quotewhore)
“Desire can produce a universe; its powers are miraculous. Just as a small...”
– Nisargadatta Maharaj, I Am That (via oceanofmind)
Feeling nostalgic?
Listen to the Alanis Morissette channel on Pandora.
Comfort to the max.
growing-orbits:
(We put too much distance sometimes, between people and our hearts. Who do we think it protects, them or us? Instead it turns us timid from each other, we don’t even know each other.)
My brother, I could draw your face blind. How I wish I could take your hand, just I did when we were children, and whisper stories into the dark until the light of morning takes your sadness away.
Watchvinsanityraw:
A little backstory to this clip before you watch it:
Will Smith’s father abandoned him and his mother when he was a child, and when Will was finally getting into show business and making a name for himself, he tried to sneak his way back into his life like nothing happened. Will co-wrote this episode, and James Avery (Uncle Phil) said “this scene was the hardest thing I’ve ever...
And I’m here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It’s not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced...
I (just) want (to be) love(d).
ummm...
Just had a crazy sex dream with Neil Patrick Harris. WHY DO I LOVE GAY MEN. AND WHY DON’T THEY LOVE ME BACK.
Life is so unfair.
If only knew how to speak the language of loneliness, instead of broken murmurs. Maybe people would finally understand me. Like how I get angry at the smallest, simplest things. Like how the moon sometimes makes me cry. Like how the ocean prompts me to walk into it and continue until I breathe in the salt.
People would understand the reasons why I don’t think a sunrise is such a big deal....
“Can’t you see I’m scared to speak and I hate my voice because it only makes you...”
– Sylvia Plath (via atleastitwas)
“I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me...”
– Maurice Sendak, who has died at the age of 83 (via growing-orbits)
“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am, still. No one has ever heightened such a...”
– Sylvia Plath
sometimes it hurts instead sometimes you have to sit for hours, googleing your symptoms. like, why the hell am I so goddamn tired all the time and why do my muscles ache and why is there an excess of water always forming on the insides of my eyes
sometimes the fallout isn’t enough. the fight, the arms, the skank and baby in a carriage. You know, the usual cycle of things. “Like you...
: Up You wake up filled with dread.There seems no... →
growing-orbits:
Up
You wake up filled with dread. There seems no reason for it. Morning light sifts through the window, there is birdsong, you can’t get out of bed. It’s something about the crumpled sheets hanging over the edge like jungle foliage, the terry slippers gaping their dark pink mouths for your…
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And...”
– Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin (via misplacedtexans)
Finality. Always waiting for finality. Because there’s where we think peace lies. I think we’re wrong. I think there’s no such thing as an ending, or closure, or rest. How small we must think life is, to give it such limits and boundaries. Truth is—there is no end. There will never be closure. Fake, lucrative words said in passing, warm feelings, small smiles. Closure, we...
“We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget,’ Didion...”
– Alice Bolin, with thanks to leopoldgursky (via growing-orbits)
April 2012
how I met your mother
Robin: And, no matter how much I try to forget that it happened, it will have never not happened. Don and I will always be a loose end. We will always be--unfinished.
“We grow up being told that anger is bad. Good girls do not express their anger,...”
– Flavia Dzodan, “Show them how to resist: Connecting girls, inspiring futures” at Tiger Beatdown (via grrrlstudies)
“Just say the words and I’ll fade away now Give me a match and I’ll burn it all down Pick up your feet and take me home now Cuz it’s dark inside, and I’m all alone.”
“Between what I see and what I say,
between what I say and what I keep silent,...”
– Octavio Paz, from “[Between what I see and what I say]”, found in A Tree Within, translated by Eliot Weinberger, with thanks to litverve (via growing-orbits)
“The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to...”
– Osho (via mimonity)
Watchomgitslucy:
sarfaticriss:
Neil Patrick Harris and Jason Segel singing “The Confrontation” from Les Misérables.
I have watched this literally 67 times.
“I’m sorry all the kisses
I scrawled on your neck were written
in disappearing...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, from “The Benjamin Franklin of Monogamy”, with thanks to clavicola (via growing-orbits)
This is lovely
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the...”
– Anaïs Nin (via thenocturnals)
chamomile tea and frozen feet. hardwood floors and ruffling blinds as the heat turns on. It’s fucking lonely in here. I didn’t pay 550 a month to be lonely. This isn’t what I signed up for, when I stepped out into the great wide world beyond the shelter of home, the shelter of heart. Putting myself out there, dates, drinks, drunkenness, promotions—none of it glamorous.
...
“Something in each of us is waiting
to see if we can survive,
severed.”
– Denise Levertov, from “Divorcing” (via growing-orbits)
“We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is...”
– John Lennon (via oceanofmind)
