8864
21 Oct 14 at 5 am

Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via thesoutherly)

(Source: psych-facts, via thejumblies)

"You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again."

 26769
21 Oct 14 at 2 am

Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (via psych-facts)

(via world-wise)

"Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story."

moralnihilism:

Redux | Kate Shaw
 889
16 Oct 14 at 1 pm

(Source: filthe, via wasabv)

 93795
15 Oct 14 at 12 pm

dwnsy:

Frida Kahlo (1907.07.06-1954.07.13)

(via crush-high)

dwnsy:

Frida Kahlo (1907.07.06-1954.07.13)
farisjewelry:

Matisse

"If you suffer it is because of you, if you feel blissful it is because of you. Nobody else is responsible - only you and you alone. You are your hell and your heaven too."

 17008
14 Oct 14 at 2 pm

aqqindex:

Josh Schweitzer, Circa 1990

(via mayapapaya)

aqqindex:

Josh Schweitzer, Circa 1990
 14023
12 Oct 14 at 12 pm

Dan Howell  (via jewist)

(Source: psych-facts, via lamiaceae)

"I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone."

 6
12 Oct 14 at 12 pm

anamorphose-osmose:

Alban Grosdidier – Drowning | Feather Of Me sur We Heart It.

(via mayapapaya)

anamorphose-osmose:

Alban Grosdidier – Drowning | Feather Of Me sur We Heart It.
 493
12 Oct 14 at 12 pm

Schuyler Peck, Running Into Him and Running Away (via schuylerpeck)

(via contramonte)

"

Let me be clear:
this poem is not for you.

I saw you today
and turned right around,
felt all the breath seep out of my lungs,
deflated like a blow-up pool,
faded opaque so I was simply
a trick of light;
walked back home,
stripped down to my shuddering skin
and let the shower burn holes into my back.

I cannot look at you without seeing ghosts.
I keep the closet locked, speed past
the cemeteries, and keep a rosary wrapped
around my windowsill, but you are still here.
And I understand that heartache is not an excuse
for letting myself disappear,
but this is right now.
I just need one more day.

"

 301888
08 Oct 14 at 3 pm

(via ff-uu)