February 2012
And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
– Walt Whitman (via empty-the-moon)
My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won’t let me.
– Anonymous (via lovenaturalsunshine)
But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you,...
– Jesus (Luke 6:27-28)
Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the...
– Paper Towns by John Green (via lostinthesounds)
I trudged along through each day in its turn, rarely looking up, eyes locked on...
– Haruki Murakami - Norwegian Wood (via murakamistuff)
You know, I sometimes think, how is anyone ever gonna come up with a book, or a...
– Midnight in Paris (via briansbigadventure2012)
I know the man I am is not who I should be
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The devil take my hand says, “child come with me.” My body shivers and aches, I can’t break free. Why do the things I hate come so naturally?
I need You now, I need You more than ever before.
Some of the best lyrics. Ever.
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
– Franz Kafka (via kafkaesque-world)