August 2012
“That’s the thing about poetry, it’s young and naïve and desperate to fall in...”
– cuethefire (via 52hearts)
“I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature. My attachments...”
– Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via wrists)
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd...”
– Sylvia Plath (via loveyourchaos)
“If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it,...”
– Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via selfinspiration)
“And the only thing people regret is that they didn’t live boldly enough, that...”
– Ted Hughes (via selfinspiration)
“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be...”
– (via t-emptress)
