May 2009
i’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you...
– maya angelou
(via haveyouforgottenme) (via cigarettes-and-tea)
Laying on my back in the cool grass A sudden breeze lifts my hair above my face It is conducting the symphony of stars overhead A constellation keeps forming itself through my imagination of the words I so badly want to say to you There are so many ways to say it Too many words, too little time No matter how many times i rework it in my head It ends up with the same meaning You are infinitely...
I wonder, if and when I have the opportunity to be...
(via ladylanguage)
I wonder the same if I ever become a successful writer as well. I wonder what people will see in my writing that I didn’t even mean to put… or if they’ll notice things that I mean for them to notice. Hmm..
If you believe in peace, act peacefully; if you believe in love, acting...
– Tom Robbins (via littlemiss) (via jessicachu) (via pieceofmymind)
I’ve been laying down here for hours now My body’s imprint lies in the earth The wildflowers are swaying above me In tune with the orchestra of the summer sounds I’ve been counting the stars, Connected them in patterns I get them confused with the fireflies circling above They are so beautiful They create their own universe And I can reach for their stars Holding the light in my...
i need inspiration
katieoncoop:
for a skate deck illustration.
KATIE! I want to see what you’ve done! By the way, I better be seeing you this weekend.
Do you think I’m wonderful? she asked him one day as they leaned against the...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via iwillgiveyouspringasagift) (via rainclown) (via sinkingcrowds) (via fuckyeahreading)
(via oneshouldreadeverything)
(via comeanddance)
We laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were...
– Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close- Jonathan Safran Foer
Remember happiness is a way of travel, not a destination.
– Roy Goodman
“My tears tell the stories of so many goodbyes Evaporating into silent, nonexistent hellos Standing in the terminal With flowers for you Standing until they wilt And eventually they’ll rot I’ll just keep standing Until there’s nothing left to stand for And when I collapse The ground will catch me I’ll be laying amidst the rotting flowers Singing in pathetic harmony”
On the long ride home, neither of us said anything. We were kites flying in...
– Miranda July, Something That Needs Nothing (via natalalala) (via meepmeepmeep)
Of all the ways you imagined growing up to be when...
For me, It’s completely different. I used to think people that were 20 seemed so old and mature, but now that I’m 20, I still feel pretty clueless and naive about the world. I don’t feel like I’ve grown up much. I still feel so youthful and innocent. It’s kind of a weird feeling. All of these years really have gone by fast.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become...
– Ingrid Bergman (via fuckyeahkissing) (via ironlionzion)
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
– Confucius