February 2012
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Wednesday I ate one banana. Thursday I ate nothing and drank a small soy hot chocolate.. And today I ate a pear. Happy.
“No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on something else, to pass the time...”
– Stieg Larsson (via misswallflower)
“his words are bouncing off her skin like raindrops in a summer storm, dripping...”
– Ashley Moi (via beryl-azure)
“Don’t let a mad world tell you that success is anything other than a successful...”
– Eckhart Tolle (via nirvikalpa)
“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via nirvikalpa)
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Working out is fast becoming my favourite past time. New found love.
“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache...”
– Oriah Mountain Dreamer (via moreofamore)
“Courage is a love affair with the unknown.”
– Osho (via nirvikalpa)
“I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends...”
– Jean-Paul Sartre (via lunelait)
“Love more deeply and without the sense of what you love being your personal...”
– Unknown (via lucifelle)
“You are the drop, and the ocean, you are kindness, you are anger, you are...”
– Rumi (via nirvikalpa)
“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the...”
– C.S. Lewis (via misswallflower)
“Become totally empty. Quiet the restlessness of the mind. Only then will you...”
– Lao Tzu (via nirvikalpa)
“The most important aspect of love is not in giving or the receiving, it’s in the...”
– Ram Dass (via nirvikalpa)
“Gasping for air and sanity. Moon and stars and clouds and night. Out of breath...”
– I Wrote This For You (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“Feel gratitude for everything. When we see every situation as being perfect just...”
– Daniel Levin (via nirvikalpa)
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dreams hiding under school stairs with you as you were and when i saw you all i could say was fuck
“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark,...”
– Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via fernsandmoss)
Sad heart I’ve always got a sad heart
“She had been born of the sea. Her fingernails were as glistening and uneven as...”
– Unknown (via valeofdreams)
is it so wrong, wanting to be at home with your record collection? it’s not like collecting records is like collecting beer mats, or antique thimbles. there is a whole world in here. .. a nicer, dirtier, more violent, more peaceful more colourful, sleazier, more dangerous, more loving world than the one i live in. there is history and geography and poetry and countless other i should have...
