frostingpeetaswounds:

summary of my blog: i will never again be as good as the post you followed me for

Basically

“He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via elegantescapism)

“It’s so horrible to see your own confusion and understand it.”

— Ingmar Bergman (Through a Glass Darkly, 1961)

“I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.”

— Tablo (via shesinacoma)
fiore-rosso:

irene sekulic.
khud:

window to the rain on broadway
soho
may 2011

“In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.”

— Don Draper (via yellc)
dailyartjournal:

Pere Salinas