“A bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars. Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.”— E.E. Cummings (via naturaekos)
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I'm not good at telling stories & half the time I don't make sense.
“I will always lean my heart as close to your soul as I can.”— Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky, from “The Woman I Love,”
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Some customer bought a ton of 5 hour energies and all I could think of was that tweet saying: “at some point you need to grow up and just do cocaine.”
I want to marry someone as funny as me. Imagine we both laughing because we forgot to pick the kids up from school
i want friends with whom i can visit art galleries and photography collections, exchange monthly book recommendations, take long city walks during the night, drink cheap wine while listening to vinyl records, browse second-hand bookshops, spend all day in little libraries, sit on balconies and take pictures of the evening sky
“I cannot bear to leave you, because you will forget, I will forget, except for perhaps once or twice a brief sharp sear of pain as a word, a laugh, a thought of truth, will cut like a knife at all that will have happened after now,”— Excerpt From “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”