November 2011
bosehexe asked: what's your favorite word that starts with the letter r?
“Die in your thoughts every morning and you will no longer fear death.”
– Hagakure (via mitochondria)
Anonymous asked: Well you said your read manga. What are the mangas you do read? I'm reading Bleach right now and it looks promising. Any recommentdations?
Anonymous asked: An interesting fact about yourself
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I Believe In a Thing Called Love - The Darkness
Anonymous asked: when you lose hope, what can you do? when you feel hopeless and weak and lost interest in everything how can you help yourself? i want to get better and i have been seeing professionals for years and i'm on medication for depression. the pt is i feel like im getting worse and i have no one. if only you know how broken i have been youd maybe understand. i dont know what to do. and i have no...
“Stupid dreams. Even the good ones are bad, because they remind you how poorly...”
– Neal Shusterman, Unwind
“I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open...”
– Mary Oliver, from “Lead” (via the-final-sentence)
“He says that humans are made from the nuclear ash of dead stars. He says that...”
– Jenny Downham, Before I Die
“The strange thing is, everything washed up from the sea was purified. Useless...”
– Haruki Murakami - Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World (via murakamistuff)
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parole-dolci replied to your post: I’ve lost a million bookmarks already. I always…
I always lose my bookmarks. It quite saddens me because some of my bookmarks are lovely.
Same here. One of them even had these little lovely frames and colorful pictures, my friend gave me for Christmas.
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I’ve lost a million bookmarks already. I always end up using a piece of paper, an old receipt or a candy wrapper as replacement. But sometimes I lose those too.
Rare Words
acosmist - One who believes that nothing exists paralian - A person who lives near the sea aureate - Pertaining to the fancy or flowery words used by poets dwale - To wander about deliriously sabaism - The worship of stars dysphoria - An unwell feeling aubade - A love song which is sung at dawn eumoirous - Happiness due to being honest and wholesome mimp - To speak in a prissy manner, usually...
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Cold Water - Damien Rice & Lisa Hannigan
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nervoustruth replied to your post: I traced your scars all the way to the center of…
this is quite haunting, but still somehow beautiful.
Thank you dearest, I’ve been trying to get this off my chest for a while now…
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I traced your scars all the way to the center of your trembling chest. My fingers lightly lingered on the crimson marks on your skin. Tonight, you wanted to reveal your tattered soul to me. You showed me the gruesome stitches and the patchwork tinted with blood.
The ones on your legs were from your childhood (when you were still free and the world was still magical), whenever you fell off your...
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“It is also good to love: because love is difficult. For one human being to love...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters To A Young Poet
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I want a Tolstoy Novel and Johnny Depp for Christmas.
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“It was necessary to shut the window: rain was striking the sill and splashing...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Sounds
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Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks
“Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it’s a waste of your time....”
– Dream for an Insomniac
Anonymous asked: What did it feel like having your first kiss?
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If only I could stop thinking for a whole day, then I’d be happy.
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“I recall you within a chance patch of sunlight. You had sharp elbows and pale,...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Sounds
“I am a dreamer of words, of written words. I think I am reading; a word stops...”
– Gaston Bachelard
“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
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Anonymous asked: Why did you delete my question after you published?!!! I haven't even read it yet! Favorite Short Stories and Poems by Mr Poe?
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I always did love this song…
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“We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while...”
– Pablo Neruda
“I have slept with you all night long while the dark earth spins with the living...”
– Pablo Neruda 