June 2012
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I shall be useful when I lie down finally: then the trees may touch me for once,...
– Sylvia Plath (via killheji)
Her Sunny Disposition: How To Have A Zelda... →
hersunnydisposition:
The unpredictable days of May have wound to a close, which means those languorous June nights are upon us. Maybe it is that soft evening breeze scented with pink gin floating in from the south, or maybe a few notes of jazz dropping out of the neighbor’s open window, but the signs are definitely…
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
– Charles Bukowski (via weareglitter)
I am alone in this white, garden-rimmed street. Alone and free. But this freedom...
– Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea. (via moldavia)