Thursday, May 16, 2013
E o senzatie magica sa poti urmari persoana iubita dormind; inconstient ca e privit, eliberat de orice control, iti da impresia, pret de un dulce moment, ca-i tii inima in mana; vulnerabil, oricat ar parea de irational, in clipele acelea este tot ce-ai crezut tu candva ca este: barbatul pur, tandru ca un copil. ” O vara de rascruce ” - Truman Capote (via psychologically—disturbed)
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you. Virginia Woolf (via souls-entwined)
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Adevărata măsură a vieţii unui om nu se poate obţine decât prin lipsa de măsură, dorind fără măsură, îndrăznind fără măsură, iubind fără măsură. Octavian Paler (via citatele)
Mai ai nevoie de o îmbrăţişare din când în când, cum ai nevoie de o ploaie puternică de mai care să-ţi mai spele sufletul. (via ciocolata-cu-sentimente)
Monday, May 13, 2013
Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning. Elie Wiesel, Dawn (via fawun)

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Tuesday, May 7, 2013
I don’t want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can’t even see it, something that’s drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead. Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye (via pochemushka)
Monday, May 6, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013

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sombr-e:

lana let me kiss you

sombr-e:

lana let me kiss you

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Friday, May 3, 2013
Whenever I speak with you, I end up dying more, a little more. Frida Kahlo (to Diego Rivera)

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