July 2012
22 posts
I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into...
– Haruki Murakami (via frivolousandreckless)
Cause that’s what life is about. It’s about the times where you lay in the grass...
– (via thelovewhisperer)
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish...
– Anaïs Nin (via aquaticwonder)
It was always me,
and my face out of focus
in your nighttime dreams.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me...
– Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (via l-amour-fou)