February 2012
26 posts
“What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played...”
– jonathan safran foer
i just need to know where the joy goes when you can’t feel it anymore. is it hidden under paisley rugs or in between dusty books? is it us who pushes it away? or does it run away without us even noticing?
but it comes every now and then, to remind us it’s still there. sits for a second or maybe a few hours. you can stay a while, you know.
canisrufus
so shake it out.
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MELODY is a beautiful person.
I am a beautiful person.
“Don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose.”
– C.S Lewis (St. Augustine)
i don’t love you, but i always will.
I have listened →
shesanargonaut:
I have listened to the chatter of a hundred million mouths, the clatter of too many skeletons and not enough air.
Some of the things that are spoken cling to you, stain your knees and fester in the cracks of your brain, pouring from your lips and onto your hands. The stains of such profound thoughts living in your every action. Other sentences wash over you like rain, summer...
fossiles:
Glory Bound - Martin Sexton
this...
Because just like the days, →
Because just like the days, I burn both ends and every time I write, every time I open my eyes I am cutting out a part of myself to give to you. So shake the dust and take me with you when you do for none of this has never been for me. All that pushes and pulls, pushes and pulls for you. So grab this world by its clothespins and shake it out again and again and jump on top and take it...
mike edel - two of us
“I do not think that there are limits to how excellent we could make life seem.”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
all you who are have been, are broken hearted, or... →
life-and-bliss:
this is a rant. and I love you. and this is not to put anyone down or make anyone feel guilty. I am just so torn up and people don’t understand.
this is a major rant. sorry. I hope God works through this.
i weep for you. my heart is wrung out and stretched and bruised for you. not only does someone else hurt you, but then you go and hurt yourself. you believe so many lies....
breath/dust
“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back...”
– c.s. lewis
petitchaperonrouge:
i was here from the start.
sometimes i wonder why i still hold on to the things i know won’t do anything. won’t help anything. i just want to keep moving, keep reaching, keep stretching.
that’s when we grow the most.
find beautiful things out of all unlikely
“If all my mistakes
led me to you, maybe they
aren’t mistakes, at all.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson