February 2012
21 posts
I can fee the tears in the back of my eyes. In 3, 2, 1..
Again.
We were on opposite ends of any spectrum.
I’m not even going to catch myself now and say “No, wait, we did have some similarities.” None. Life was as clear as black and white before we met, then our time together produced shade of grey that even the universe had not prepared itself for. So when the lack of color grew too much to bear, we exploded into a hundred little pieces of...
“We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of...”
– T. S. Eliot (via pavorst)
“If all my mistakes
led me to you, maybe they
aren’t mistakes, at all.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
“Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you...”
– Charles Bukowski (via mybrainfarts)
January 2012
159 posts
I just miss being wanted.
