17:21"
You’re wrong.
The question is not
“How many times can your heart be broken?”
The question is
“How many times can it heal?”
" — I Wrote This For You, “The Day We Stopped Dying”
22:43"But here’s the thing about rights. They’re not actually supposed to be voted on. That’s why they’re called rights. No state shall make or enforce any law which shall abridge the privileges or immunities of citizens of the United States." —
Cc: North Carolina
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i am very sad and very disappointed with my home state tonight
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14:35"I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies in my lover’s bed
with a wide open country in my eyes
and these romantic dreams in my head" — Bruce Springsteen // No Surrender (via oldfilmsflicker)
with a wide open country in my eyes
and these romantic dreams in my head" — Bruce Springsteen // No Surrender (via oldfilmsflicker)
(via factoseintolerant)
22:51"And I want nothing more than to be an eyelash fallen on your cheek
Then being collected by your fingers
And held like a wish
I promise
That whatever I do
I will always try my best
To come true." — Andrea Gibson (via christies27)
Then being collected by your fingers
And held like a wish
I promise
That whatever I do
I will always try my best
To come true." — Andrea Gibson (via christies27)
(via freshhope)
13:48"My love has two lives, in order to love you:
That’s why I love you when I do not love you,
and also why I love you when I do." — Pablo Neruda, from “Sonnet XLIV” (Afternoon), in 100 Love Sonnets, translated by S. Tapscott (via growing-orbits)
That’s why I love you when I do not love you,
and also why I love you when I do." — Pablo Neruda, from “Sonnet XLIV” (Afternoon), in 100 Love Sonnets, translated by S. Tapscott (via growing-orbits)
22:39"But I remember so much, the way her hands dismantled bread,
the thing her father said that hurt her, what
she dreamed. There are moments when the body is as numinous
as words, days that are the good flesh continuing.
Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings,
saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry." — Robert Hass (via forgottendialects)
the thing her father said that hurt her, what
she dreamed. There are moments when the body is as numinous
as words, days that are the good flesh continuing.
Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings,
saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry." — Robert Hass (via forgottendialects)
(via clavicola)
00:33"Was gonna love you so well
I’d wake every morning
and tell you things like this,
“Bliss is the moments you’re with me
when you’re gone my life hurts like hell
but I’ll do anything to make you happy
even if it means setting you free
to be with someone else." —
I’d wake every morning
and tell you things like this,
“Bliss is the moments you’re with me
when you’re gone my life hurts like hell
but I’ll do anything to make you happy
even if it means setting you free
to be with someone else." —
Andrea Gibson (via transformfeminism
)
(Source: cannonballhands, via freshhope)
21:54"
My body shuddered with giving, and her body shuddered its acceptance.
This was the way we loved, until the night became a silent day. And as I lay here with her I could see how important physical love was, how necessary it was for us to be in each other’s arms, giving and taking.
" — Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes (via thechocolatebrigade)