December 2011
43 posts
““there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow...”
“(How frail the human heart must be-
a throbbing pulse, a trembling thing-
a...”
– Sylvia Plath, from “I thought that I could not be hurt” (via loveyourchaos)
But you’re really just a little girl
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“You can love individuals but you can’t love the race.”
Whispers in the night
Waking up in love and falling asleep in love. Everyday. The most powerful of loves. It comes out in whispers in the middle of the night. I have the best life, full of love and laughter, and happiness. I couldn’t be more grateful.