January 2012
72 posts
It’s not about amnesia. It’s about when you lose the link between things, and...
– Lucrecia Martel (via truetothebone)
Just a few things.
Wake up with the same cuts on both your hands that won’t ever heal (the most inopportune and inconvenient places for a scrape, however small of injuries they may be). Serious conversations that you don’t have any answers to in chic hotel lobbies. Sobbing, crying, albeit relieving breakdowns in the second row of a movie theater with someone who loves you too too much. Feel some...
"make yourself sick!"
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Breathe the air. Survey the land. Contemplate. Devastate.
– The Damned Don’t Cry
(via magnificentruin)
Here today, gone tomorrow. There is nothing colder than a winter confrontation where you ask more questions you don’t want to know the answer to, ending only in brash put-downs and suitcases angrily packed. The gall you possess for telling me how I feel; it’s not okay to pack the world into some cut and dry scenario. It’s not good to keep everything hidden and then rear up...
imagined pseudo-noir scene from a movie of my life that doesn’t really exist
It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...
– Chuck Palahniuk (via inparticulr)
truetothebone:
Whether you loved me or not—if you even knew how—the tide didn’t frighten me. You were the waves I couldn’t turn my back on.
- Keetje Kuipers, excerpt from What I Thought Then