February 2012
My final thought for the night
trebledhearts:
people have lost their passion, all I see is apathy these days. Goodnight.
Being an author is having angels whisper in your ear - and devils, too.
– Terri Guillemets
Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
– Shakespeare, Macbeth, I, iv (via proustitute)
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“Everything. I’m afraid to feel, I’m afraid not to feel. I’m afraid of being alone, of not being alone. I’m afraid of you, of myself, of what will happen to me when you leave.”
(To Dream Again by Laura Lee Guhrke)
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“Life is complicated enough. I can’t fall in love with you.”
(To Dream Again by Laura Lee Guhrke)
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Every time I see Daniel Radcliffe on my dash, my heart skips a beat.
Everything is constantly in the process of being lost.
– Javier Marías (via theglasschild)
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To Dream Again by Laura Lee Guhrke
Her skeptical expression took on a hint of panic. “Nonsense.”
“You don’t believe me.” He pushed aside the chair and followed her.
She retreated across the room until her back hit the wall beside his desk. “You’re crazy.”
“True,” he agreed. She tried to get around him, but he lifted his arms and rested his palms against the wall,...