January 2012
23 posts
December 2011
26 posts
“It’s dark.
You exhale a fist of memory.
I love you like weathering wood
in a...”
– James L. White, from “Lying in Sadness” in The Salt Ecstasies
“Alone in my heart and alone in my mind. Alone everywhere, all the time, for as...”
– A Million Little Pieces - James Frey
“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”
– Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via imfantasyparade)
“I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. I myself am...”
– Augusten Burroughs (via light-essence)
