June 2012
37 posts
Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you...
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via floriental)
Writing, she is the fire of me.
– Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water (via awritersruminations)
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air,
Me and you.
– Sylvia Plath (via ageunknown)
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
– Charles Bukowski (via heleneblanche)