July 2012
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Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.
– Oscar Wilde
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I want to see all the parts of you, even the ones you are ashamed of.
– Louis (via creatingaquietmind)
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Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
– Josephine Hart (via lechamois)
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My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness...
– Fernando Pessoa (via thatkindofwoman)
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The Red Sun Rises: discussing love with an... →
balrogs:
there are planes of consciousness that demand rationality. discuss: love as a word, an experience, as the color of the sky when we decided it was time.
you asked me once, how to quantify the good feeling that comes when our hands are interlaced, if it could be the neuron count…
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The journey between what you once were and who you are now becoming is where the...
– Barbara De Angelis (via kari-shma)
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If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the...
– C.S. Lewis (via larmoyante)
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Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity...
– Cecil Beaton (via sylverstar)
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To be alive at all is to have scars.
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via thatkindofwoman)
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in a ship of her own making: Kiss My Knuckles... →
mydressmysail:
Laala Kashef Alghata
I write beauty like light in glass, fleeting and unique. I want to catch your tears and put a stop to the sadness that threatens to envelope us and propel us into obscurity. So kiss my knuckles while I hold your soul and let us see what comfort we can give our aching…
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I’ve always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the...
– City Of Thieves, David Benioff (via iamadragonslayer)
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Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken.
– Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book (via thresca)
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