mutual possession





❝No one heals himself by wounding another.❞
St. Ambrose of Milan  (via ghostghostt)

(via blo)

❝There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favourite.❞
Iain S. Thomas (via horreure)

(via horreure)

❝I’m always thinking, always feeling, but my thoughts lack all reason, my emotions all feeling.❞
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet. (via froideurs)

(via fauchon)

❝How nice — to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.❞
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via larmoyante)

(via doubleculdesac)

❝What matters is precisely this; the unspoken at the edge of the spoken.❞
Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 21 July 1912 (via lonehands)

(via lonehands)

❝I probably still haven’t adapted to the world.❞
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood   (via klonazepam)

(via mirroir)

❝I knew what I wanted to run to. But it didn’t exist, so I didn’t leave.❞
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun (via funeraire)

(via funeraire)

❝The world is full of boring, identical and mindless people.❞
Charles Bukowski   (via vvooovv)

(via rape-america)

❝Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.❞
Aldous Huxley  (via the-ramblings-of-the-writers)

(via hiptoyourjive)

❝Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.❞
Saul Bellow, Herzog  (via sorakeem)

(via hiptoyourjive)

❝Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.❞
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 ch. 19, p. 303  (via pax-caelestis)

(via pax-caelestis)

❝Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.❞
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via moonbrains)

(via moonbrains)

❝Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.❞
Vladimir Nabokov  (via drunkblogging)
❝What makes a coat truly beautiful is that you’re so cold you can’t live without it. It’s like a friend or member of the family. And I’m terribly envious of that.❞
Yohji Yamamoto (via crystallizations)

(via fuckthereallife)

❝You remember too much,
my mother said to me recently.

Why hold onto all that? And I said,
Where can I put it down?❞

Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay (via belle-de-nuit)

(via belle-de-nuit)