June 2011
A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself.
That’s how I hold your voice.
– Rumi, from “Buoyancy” in The Essential Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks (via proustitute)
I throw myself into the sea,
release the wave
let it wash over me.
To face...
– Bruce Dickinson (via brucedickinsonmaiden)
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I had no motives, no incentives to exert myself, no duties. Life tasted horribly...
– Hermann Hesse (via thechocolatebrigade)
Who looks outside dreams, Who looks inside awakens.
– C.G.Jung (via hollobone)
You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim...
– Anna Akhmatova (via withnailrules)
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Tumblr blogs I love in no particular order:
Chrysantemum
Running Towards Nothing
The Chocolate Brigade
No Mozart
Bisonte
-ghosts
Vinaigrette
Ghost World
What we have here is a dreamer
Dark Silence in Suburbia
Eileenede
Baby Whales For Sale
Hoodothatvoodoo
The toilet issue
The Strangenly Indifferent
Angel vomit
You choke on your sleep
Journal of a Nobody
They stare at me while...
collettecollette:
“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
—
Oscar Wilde
In the primitive sense, worry about appearances and showing off one’s finery is...
– Yohji Yamamoto (via foudre)