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All good things are wild and free.

"Because it’s easier to let go than to fight for it, isn’t it?"

i’m hypersensitive.

Tiger bones, fire, and wine…

a medical anthropologist.

Rhye - Open

God, I love this.

"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."

“Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life

And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots

Remember

That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land”

"For her I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, I changed glass into water, I gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her pockets she found the feathers, I asked a pear to become a pineapple, a pineapple to become a lightbulb, a lightbulb to become the moon, and the moon to become a coin I flipped for her love, both sides were heads: I knew I couldn’t lose."

- Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

(Source: colemeanitch)

"It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important."

- Arthur Conan Doyle

(Source: misswallflower, via thatkindofwoman)

It’s funny. I’m sitting on a bathroom floor in the dark. Heat pumping up through the vent. Drinking from the long neck of a bottle. Malbec swishing through my crooked teeth. I’ve been so frantic and filled with chaos since I met him. It’s been years since…his shoes were untied.

He didn’t love me then, he doesn’t love me now. He left and returned and left again.

It’s coming out of my pores. All of it. I cut our planet from the pillowcase. It rode along in the pocket of junk strapped to my back through remote African villages… at least I can say it’s travelled outside of that room and outside of our heads. I wish we’d been more gentle with each other.

I hear our mistakes like static noise when I close my eyes.