“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.” - Ray Bradbury
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lackingly:

Rainy day (by Marie Sinniger)

"Some days I can go nearly an hour
without thinking of the taste
of your mouth.
"
Tim Seibles, “Slow Dance” (via larmoyante)

(via fleur-sz)




mashmpls:

Stone Arch BridgeMinneapolis, MN

"If you’re dating a writer and they don’t write about you — whether it’s good or bad — then they don’t love you. They just don’t. Writers fall in love with the people they find inspiring."
Jamie Anne Royce  (via weaverofstars)

(Source: exulis, via weaverofstars)




"

“Do you like me?”
No answer.

Silence bounced, fell off his tongue
and sat between us
and clogged my throat.
It slaughtered my trust.
It tore cigarettes out of my mouth.

We exchanged blind words,
and I did not cry,
I did not beg,
but blackness filled my ears,
blackness lunged in my heart,
and something that had been good,
a sort of kindly oxygen,
turned into a gas oven.

"
Anne Sexton (via weaverofstars)

(Source: serialstranger, via weaverofstars)


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