January 2010
I do not love you except because I love you
I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it’s you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with ...
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your...
Don't go far off, not even for a day
Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because — because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into...
Letterman is Boss →
jeremyokai:
David Letterman gives his 2¢ on Jay Leno. I loved every word of it.
With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing,...
– Sylvia Plath (via tillthemusicends)
Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me...
– Sylvia Plath, in: The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via contreplongee)
What a thrill ——
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for...
– “Cut” by Sylvia Plath (via ben-alexander)
The thing about writing is not to talk, but to do it; no matter how bad or even...
– Sylvia Plath (via boxspeak)
I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in...
– The Bell Jar (via th3bestidea)
I am human enough to want to be talking to the only other human who matters in...
– Sylvia Plath (via tothepersoninthebelljar)
What did my fingers do before they held him?
What did my heart do, with its...
– Sylvia Plath (via tillthemusicends)
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream...
– Edgar Allen Poe (via artpixie)
As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.
– John Lennon (via artpixie)
JAMES JOYCE' DIRTY LETTERS →
wahahaha, James Joyce win ka!!! :))
Newsweek: Decades in the Rye →
newsweek:
moleskineclub:
Jacket covers of the classic coming-of-age tale through the years
Little, Brown, 1951 (first edition)
Penguin, 2000
Somebody told me
we never age girl. we never age
When I chose the hardest path, I made my choice deliberately. A man is what he...
– Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit. (via shynessisnice) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
You are—your life, and nothing else.
– Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit. (via shynessisnice) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)