January 2012
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay via liquidnight
… like hell. Every single day. via rita-rabbit
(via petitpoulailler)
To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others....
– Thich Nhat Hanh (via thefreenomad)
(Elegy for his Hands)
It was late, I was drunk, you were warm
to my hand, I...
– Robyn Art, Notes About His Hands, Part 4 (via grammatolatry)
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maudeloves:
you know those days when you wake up, and re-realise just how very much you love him?
it’s too early and too bright but he’s so warm and you nestle into his chest to make the morning go away. and you start to remember the night before how tight he was holding you in his sleep and how whenever you…
I want to do things so wild with you that I don’t know how to say them.
– Anaïs Nin to Henry Miller (via nicollecamille)