"She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she’d rush away again."
Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark (via skeletales
"Sometimes I get so immersed in my own company, if I unexpectedly run into someone I know, it’s a bit of a shock and takes me a while to adjust."
Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go
The signs as Charles Bukowski quotes
Aries : “We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
Taurus : “What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.”
Gemini : “And I laugh, I can still laugh, who can’t laugh when the whole thing is so…
"I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare."
Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story
"You watched over her, and you made her comfortable, and you let her go when she needed you to. You did what had to be done, even though it hurt you."
"There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their name pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless."
"And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened."
"We’re not something, but we’re not nothing."
i said this to myself in my head when i was inexcusably drunk one night at a party and saw this guy (of mine?) giving his hands, his heart and his admiration to someone else. i couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t mine, but he also wasn’t hers either (via poetrea
"You are made
out of comets
Do not surround
yourself with those
that treat you like
dirt and dust."
"Everyone walks around with a part of themselves broken and bent out of shape, a little portion of themselves out of sync and crumbling thanks to the nature of loving and trying to be loved by other people."