“Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.”
— Karen Marie Moning (via fuckoff-mondays)
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8:08 pm • 28 July 2012 • 35,322 notes
n. fear that your connections with people are ultimately shallow, that although your relationships feel congenial at the time, an audit of your life would produce an emotional safety deposit box of low-interest holdings and uninvested windfall profits, which will indicate you were never really at risk of joy, sacrifice or loss.
11:11 pm • 9 June 2012
herrndelacepedes05lac_0249 by The Ernst Mayr Library on Flickr.
Herrn de la Cepede’s Naturgeschichte der Amphibien, oder der enerlegenden vierfussigen Thiere und der Schlangen : Eine Fortsetzung von Buffon’s Naturgeschichte / Aus dem französischen übersetzt … von Johann Matthäus Bechstein. Bd. 1-5.
Weimar: Verlage des Industrie = Comptoir’s, 1800-1802.
9:51 pm • 5 June 2012 • 213 notes
“I’m the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. When you look at the picture again, I want to assure you, I will no longer be there. I will be erased from history, like a traitor in the Soviet Union. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible.”
— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
9:49 pm • 5 June 2012 • 6 notes
“Oh, love isn’t there to make us happy. I believe it exists to show us how much we can endure.”
— Hermann Hesse, Wer lieben kann, ist glücklich. Über die Liebe
9:46 pm • 5 June 2012
“if you never forgive you’ll always be alone.”
— Stephen Elliott, The Adderall Diaries
8:49 pm • 4 June 2012