December 2011
19 posts
Nostalgia is denial - denial of the painful present… the name for this denial is...
– Midnight in Paris, 2011 (via marrypotter)
blumpito:
Sometimes I have a sudden urge to write and when I do, it is only for a few minutes. Only a few lines. There are too many things to say in just a scribble of a pen. I am too tired.
we built a mountain out of words: You told me your... →
chandeliersea:
You told me your secrets and I wanted to offer you comfort like grilled cheese sandwiches and warm blankets, but all I had were the words I pulled from the cracks between the couch cushions and offered to you with a voice that sounded like a teacup rattling in its saucer. I wanted to rub…
You are not alone. You are instead lonely. There is loneliness as can exist only...
– James Simon Kunen, The Strawberry Statement (via gaws)
Few beings have ever been so impregnated, pierced to the core, by the conviction...
– Michel Houellebecq (H. P. Lovecraft: Against the World, Against Life)
I was sitting on the seashore, half listening to a friend arguing violently...
– Aldous Huxley (via terramantra)