To chase the love you once felt.
I will…
Broken Heart, by Tawiah.
Don’t get weird…
What You Won’t Do For Love (cover) by Jessie Ware.
There he goes. One of God’s own prototypes… A high powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live & too rare to die.
Ishiki, by Shiina Ringo.
Perfect song.
I mingle with my peers or no one, & since I have no peers, I mingle with no one.
— John Kennedy Toole
Remembering you…
The fireflies of this marsh
seem like sparks
that rise
from my body’s longing.
The fireflies of this marsh
seem like sparks
that rise
from my body’s longing.
— Izumi Shikibu (trans. by Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Aratani in The Ink Dark Moon) (via helplesslyamazed)
I’ve seen so much, I’m going blind & I’m brain dead virtually…
(via fuckyeahgintonic)
We love our loving, but not like we love our freedom…
We’re just friends, yeah? But then again, yeah…
Nope, not again.
My God,” he gasped, “you’re fun to kiss.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is The Night (via alilnugget)
(via hotelfordicks)
& so it is…
(via hotelfordicks)