“People belong in your life by natural vibration, not forced will or expectation.”
“Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
When I have no engagements written on my block,
When no one comes to disturb my inward peace,
When no one comes to take me away from myself
And turn me into a patchwork, a jig-saw puzzle,
A broken mirror that once gave a whole reflection,
Being so contrived that it takes too long a time
To get myself back to myself when they have gone.”
Vita Sackville-West (via misswallflower)

literaryjukebox:

The world is blue at its edges and in its depths. This blue is the light that got lost. Light at the blue end of the spectrum does not travel the whole distance from the sun to us. It disperses among the molecules of the air, it scatters in water. Water is colorless, shallow water appears to be the color of whatever lies underneath it, but deep water is full of this scattered light, the purer the water the deeper the blue. The sky is blue for the same reason, but the blue at the horizon, the blue of land that seems to be dissolving into the sky, is a deeper, dreamier, melancholy blue, the blue at the farthest reaches of the places where you see for miles, the blue of distance. This light that does not touch us, does not travel the whole distance, the light that gets lost, gives us the beauty of the world, so much of which is in the color blue.

[…]

Blue is the color of longing for the distances you never arrive in, for the blue world.

Rebecca Solnit in A Field Guide to Getting Lost.

Song: “Blue Light” by Mazzy Star

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“Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.”
— Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever (via itsherfactory)

(via itsherfactory)

“Pale as an angel I float out over my own skin.”
— Anne Sexton, The Operation (via petrichour)

(via pistaching)

Remember that night my mouth forgot how to work and you said we’re most beautiful when we struggle? Well, sometimes my life has more beauty than I can handle. All these beautiful past-due bills and this beautiful jacked up rent. All of these beautiful rotten teeth, my eyes so beautiful that they can’t see. The most beautiful taxman cometh, he wants us to pay for what we’ve seen. And the beautiful friends in this room will never forgive but they’re always sure to forget.

I don’t wanna go home unless I’m going home to you. I don’t wanna go home to fall asleep with the TV on.

— Double Dagger - Sleeping With The TV On (via velodrone)

(via velodrone)

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Erwin Wurm - One Minute Scuptures

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Erwin Wurm - One Minute Scuptures

(via leprintemps)

“Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in the stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices.”
— (via strictlychic)

(via leprintemps)