February 2012
117 posts
Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember,...
– Franz Kafka (via human-voices)
Their silence comfortable. Something unfolding. But what? Not love, which...
– Annie Proulx, The Shipping News (via serialstranger)
Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search...
– Walt Whitman (via serialstranger)
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...
– 1984, George Orwell (via wild-bohemian-party)
melodygrossman asked: okay I am free from 12-3 give me a text when you're in :) xxx
melodygrossman asked: yess perfect we can do a toastie lunch! I am one of dan the barman's regulars paha. Melody land isn't too exciting but a catch up sounds good nonetheless, let me know when you'll be in uni? xxx
melodygrossman asked: hahaha so true! I turned off anon because they were scaring me too much :( and YES I can tell you that it has been about 4 months since I saw you which is really sad and makes me sad. when are you free? xxx
melodygrossman asked: anon speaks the truth!
Anonymous asked: Of course, blogs are all about self obsession and having a outlet for emotions. Don't beat yourself up about worrying what people think of you. Who doesn't? Everyone is stuck in their own world over analysing and over thinking their actions. Their is no way out of your own mind, but you can accept others inevitable judgments. But for the romantic advice, all I can offer is self...
Happiness depends upon ourselves.
– Aristotle (via blua)
To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
– Joseph Chilton Pearce (via blua)
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Anonymous asked: I'm sure you already know all of these ramblings. But just wanted to say that you come across to be one of the most eloquent, intelligent girls I have social media stalked. Don't let your beauty hide behind the heartbreak from others. Believe in yourself, live for yourself. The moment you do, everything will fall into place. You will find that other bit who will watch back to back...
You mistake her name for the moon.
Mistake porch lights for the stars.
And...
– Andrea Gibson, from “Wasabi” (via ulakulpa)