"If they questioned me now, I wouldn't lie.
I'd say I fell for the boy with emerald eyes,
behind which blues reside,
and I'm not talking about the color of the sky."
"I feel like fifteen percent of our hearts are full of someone else’s pain."
Extract from The Art of Forgetting (via unmaiden)

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Done by Dave @ Seventh Son Tattoo, San Francisco, CA


"Happiness isn’t always the best way to be happy."
Where the Wild Things Are (2009) dir. Spike Jonze

"And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself."
Charles Dickens (via

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Lux from the virgin suicides was my favorite. She was the youngest, boldest, and saddest. She wasn’t allowed to make her own life decisions, she wasn’t allowed to have any freedom, so she did whatever she could to taste it. Even though she was bubbly and seemed excited to rebel and have fun there was still depressed under it all. She used the laughs about moms sandwiches and the smiles while drinking peach schnapps to mask the fact that she was the saddest of them all. She has sex with random men just so she could feel something other than sadness. She had a lover who left her to figure out everything on her own. You can see in her eyes how sad she really was, how much she wanted to fly away.

"At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare."
Caitlin Moran (via

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