February 2012
36 posts
Was I always meant to be here with you today, Daanish or is this a diversion? If we never meet again, will I be back on track? #trespassing
What if this was a detour and she never found her way back? #trespassing
“You never used to believe in the one day theory. You always said not to wait for miracles but to live in the present.” #trespassing
“Lay yourself down on the restaurant floor
And recite all that’s been kept from...”
– Mark Strand, from “Dark Harbor, VIII” (via ahuntersheart)
“For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds...”
– Anaïs Nin (via misswallflower)
How absolutely beautiful.
“There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart’s desire. The other...”
– George Bernard Shaw (via misswallflower)
“I cling to my imperfection, as the very essence of my being.”
– Anatole France (via misswallflower)
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...”
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (via misswallflower)
“I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or...”
– Sylvia Plath (via misswallflower)
“would we be happy if we lived between the lines?”
– (via walkonunafraid)
“strength is a well-rehearsed act. you try and try and try till you became better...”
– (via walkonunafraid)
Fake it till you make it.
“i never ever want to stop missing you. but if that day comes and it seems like...”
– (via walkonunafraid)
These are the perfect words to share.
She sat here long into each night and then again at dawn, pitching her thoughts out to sea as her sons had once pitched their nets. But no one could trawl into her waters. #trespassing
Is any change better than none? #trespassing #uzmaaslamkhan
Going home means facing you have changed. He was beginning to enjoy the length of his journey. He was afraid of landing. #trespassing #uzmaaslamkhan
“I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.”
– Mahatma Gandhi (via misswallflower)
“There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom,...”
– Colette (via misswallflower)
“Worrying is carrying tomorrow’s load with today’s strength- carrying two days at...”
– Corrie ten Boom (via misswallflower)
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. -Anais Nin.
goodbye's overtime
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the resigned, familial vibe between two people who have shared an emotional farewell but then unexpectedly have a little extra time together, forced to fill in the cracks of their botched drama with those sweet banalities that unite them in spite of their grand gestures.
January 2012
60 posts
goffish
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
adj. exhausted by politeness, which wraps gifts of honesty in ceremonial bows, fluffy gestures and paper-thin phrases that protect the recipient from figuring out how you really feel about trust, status, intimacy and their new mustache.
Walls protect and walls limit. It is in the nature of walls that they should fall. That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet. #jeanettewinterson
People never had a problem disposing of the past when it gets too difficult. Flesh will burn, photos will burn, and memory, what is that? #jeanettewinterson
In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you understood them, they couldn’t change half way through a sentence like people , so it was easier to spot a lie. #words #jeanettewinterson
pica
kaurwakee:
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic chuckle, a nod of mutual respect, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random and unexceptional but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling...
“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....”
– Eve Ensler (via misswallflower)
She was wrong, as far as we were concerned, but right as far as she was concerned, and really, that’s what mattered. -on mothers. #jeanettewinterson
‘grant me’….fame? Money? Success? No. Just the knack of knowing when to stop. #jeanettewinterson
“I started to imagine another me somewhere, sitting in a bar, nursing a whisky,...”
– Haruki Murakami
(via feelfearless)