"I am the sea and nobody owns me."
Pippi Longstocking. Dir. Clive A. Smith (via enflurane)
(Source: wordsnquotes, via enflurane)
Way too relatable
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"You left, claiming you didn’t want to hurt me."
Pien Pouwels (via plasticpixie)
"I love you so much I almost hate this feeling."
""It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you."
David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via decembrist)
my heart says yes but my mom says no
"What I know of survival is this:
how to adjust my body around the cool spots in bed,
the way my hair is never exactly right
when I leave the house for a hopeful second date,
the imprint of my bra on my skin after coming home
and letting my dress pool at my feet.
Missing you and missing you.
I eat olives and arugula standing up in the kitchen,
wearing nothing except underwear and pearls.
I do not recognize myself.
Being sad only makes me thirsty.
I drink two glasses of water, take an aspirin,
dance with myself slowly in the living room.
Everything comes back to me in moments—
flashes of your skin, the freckles on your chest,
your perfect wrists, a kneecap, the small of your back.
I peel away the sadness to get down to the pit of the thing
and can never quite manage to finish it.
My hands smell like oranges, clove cigarettes.
Pounds of sadness. I get out of bed. I run the bath.
Chocolate shavings and blueberries for lunch.
Little things, but I am handling it.
Yesterday, I almost called you to tell you that I love you,
but then I remembered I’m not allowed to say it anymore,
and it is awful. You are with me even when I brush my teeth."
Kristina Haynes, “Love So Good That I Forgot to Say ‘Ouch’” (via proudnewsunburns)
"And we’d get drunk and kiss
Our bodies twist like shoelaces
And we never came untied
I guess you were just my type."
I Will be Grateful for this Day (via perfect)
(Source: a-voice-at-the-end-of-the-line, via prowlings)
"Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street."
Frida Kahlo (via childoflust)
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"I don’t miss you, but I remember you. You taught a lesson and for that I give you gratitude."
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT (via foreverrwanderlust)
"To be loved, I think, is the thing that gets you up in the morning"
Phillip Seymour Hoffman,
Morning Edition, NPR April 2012
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