November 2011
Maybe this is why we read, and why in moments of darkness we return to books: to...
– Alberto Manguel (via xenium)
Plenty of Time
dearoldlove:
I was so afraid we’d run out of time. Funnily enough, time is all we have. What we don’t have is love.
yellow is gold: my eyes are wandering for some... →
yellowisgold:
my eyes are wandering for some sort of urgent truth, my bones are hollow and my heart is empty. my life is a dull blade and I am fighting the perpetual battle to mean something to someone. this is a war I’ve never really found myself winning. instead I am haunting all of the lost chances and the…
Just because I haven't confronted you doesn't mean...
I wish people wouldn’t make fun of me for...
What a waste of contact lens.