“He Repeated Her Name Over And Over Again. The Birds That Were Singing In The Dew-drenched Garden Seemed

Only reason I haven’t gone insane is because I romanticise everything.

“If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised, because every night I tell her about you.”

— Shahrazad al-Khalij

Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

— W.S. Merwin

Head empty just Hozier songs, quiet woods, Caravaggio paintings, dark cathedrals, empty streets, Donna Tartt, red wine, overcoats, bitter cold, black coffee.

I’m really bad at conversations sorry if I’ve ever talked to you

“ You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”

– Oscar Wilde

“I don’t know why the memories grow while I shrink. I don’t remember what I wanted to say. I don’t want to say what I remember.”

— Dunya Mikhail, from ‘Buzz’, The War Works Hard (trans. Elizabeth Winslow)

— Richard Siken, from Crush (via lunamonchtuna)

“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.”

— Holly Black; The Darkest Part of the Forest

“I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.”

— John Green, Looking for Alaska