March 2012
3 tags
“Does she know you love her?” “Of course.” I paused. The...”
“I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name....”
– Sylvia Plath
1 tag
wemadesuchamess:
You were the balloon that drifted from the flock into my window. But you slipped right through my fingers that grew too tiresome to hold you. I watched you float away, watched as it turned into desperate longing. This time not for some drastic change, but for the string that was made to be held by me. I think that you deserve some form of apology. So here I am, once...
“Most of us are not so strong. What is humor compared to a woman’s love? What is...”
– George R.R. Martin (via beforeiloveandleaveyou)
“We could’ve had rainy days and coffee mugs, we could’ve had knitted sweaters and...”
– (via lifeasadaydream)
“Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long...”
– Sylvia Plath
“If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time,...”
– Sylvia Plath
“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to...”
– Anne Lamott
“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most...”
– Sigmund Freud (via savasana)
“Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to...”
– Sylvia Plath
