November 2011
64 posts
I want movement and not a calm course of existence.
I want excitement and danger and the chance
to sacrifice myself for my love.
I feel in myself a superabundance of energy
which finds no outlet in a quiet life.
— Leo Tolstoy ”Family Happiness”
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“The workings of the human heart
are the profoundest mystery
of the universe....”
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wish my heart couldn’t feel of love,
then i wouldn’t think of you at all times.
what are you doing right now?
will you miss me or think of me
as much as i do…
recovering
here.
let me put my heart
nside yours.
it’s so,
it’s…
it’s tired.
will you beat for me?
will you?
one fifty-three. am.
do you know what the problem
with love is? i asked
a reflection of myself.
the problem is, that love
requires two people
in order to work.
two! i screamed,
to an empty room.
one beautiful discovery always leads to more
i never knew
who you were
before i met you,
and i never knew
the way to smile,
before you smiled
at me.
alive
we’re alive, i promise. look at our skin, transparent like leaves in light revealing pulses carried by blue strings, connecting our fingerprints to our hearts.
~ the dust dances too
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i hope this rain
brings the ocean closer;
i have so many bottles
filled with stories, waiting
to be freed.
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a scar, healing.
that moment we first met
is etched in the deepest
part of me, like a lighting
strike through my chest,
igniting and obliterating
everything inside.
two is better than one (unless it's just two of...
if i could take back
all the time i wasted
thinking of you,
i’d have a second life,
a second chance
to fail all over again.
when we smiled, it was raining.
hold onto that, hold on
to that moment
like it’s the last thing
you’ll ever remember about us.
forget everything, forget
everything else,
except the faded image
of two dripping smiles.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
a passing thought
what will you say when i’m gone?
that i’m a tatoo on your heart,
or some ghost in the attic?
