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she-wrote-the-sky said: have a lovely time, sweet. i am sad too, but it is wonderful to wake and...

Wed, 22 May 2013 15:27:21 +0200

she-wrote-the-sky said: have a lovely time, sweet. i am sad too, but it is wonderful to wake and see your beautiful self looking out at me. xoxo

my first thought that rushed through my mind was ‘i don’t want you to be sad’. but then i looked up at the dark sky and remembered in what kind of world we live in. it’s almost comforting to know we share this sadness together. golden sister, be safe. and have a wonderful day.

i’m sad. but i’m going to see the great gatsby now...

Wed, 22 May 2013 14:57:41 +0200

i’m sad. but i’m going to see the great gatsby now so i guess it’s ok

knockingghosts: Source

Wed, 22 May 2013 13:59:53 +0200

knockingghosts:

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"Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead..."

Wed, 22 May 2013 01:49:12 +0200

“Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.”

- Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger

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Wed, 22 May 2013 00:33:12 +0200

nataliakoptseva: 1640 Antoine van Dyck Cupidon et Psyché,...

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:22:42 +0200

nataliakoptseva:

1640 Antoine van Dyck

Cupidon et Psyché, détail

"How odd I can have all this inside me, and to you it’s just words."

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:19:58 +0200

“How odd I can have all this inside me, and to you it’s just words.”

- David Foster Wallace

oxahau: Kunst und Handwerk: Zeitschrift für Kunstgewerbe und...

Tue, 21 May 2013 15:37:40 +0200

oxahau:

Kunst und Handwerk: Zeitschrift für Kunstgewerbe und Kunsthandwerk seit 1851.

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Tue, 21 May 2013 00:20:04 +0200

"I’d woken up early and I took a long time getting ready to exist."

Tue, 21 May 2013 00:19:57 +0200

““I’d woken up early and I took a long time getting ready to exist.””

- Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

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John Reinhard Weguelin (British, 1849-1927), “The Magic of...

Mon, 20 May 2013 18:41:41 +0200

John Reinhard Weguelin (British, 1849-1927), “The Magic of Pan’s Flute”

Alexandre-Auguste Hirsch, Night

Mon, 20 May 2013 18:40:35 +0200

Alexandre-Auguste Hirsch, Night

Maybe it is not so simple as you think? Have you ever told her how do feel about her, or better how do you not feel? If she has broken heart she doesn't understand this sorrow and she definitely sees things they are not. Again: she imagined she has somebody, she fell in love with this boy, and she thought about you in some way but then she probably realized nothing is really there. Maybe it is the thing she blames world about. And this is the fault. It is sad.

Mon, 20 May 2013 18:36:00 +0200

Simple? Oh, it’s not simple at all. It’s far too complicated, actually. Whatever she did or said to me that was hurtful, or to others, I always tried to justify with her broken heart, believe me. Countless times I repeated this in my head and that’s why I’ve never told her I know about the things she has said about me. But one month ended and another started, then another… and I asked myself a question - can you really justify being hurtful with love? isn’t love supposed to be pure? How many times should I keep quiet about all those things that disturbed me because she suffered? For me she was like an animal that walked into a trap and the more she struggled, the more she hurt herself and those around her. I wanted nothing else but to help her. But then my own world started to fall apart and my dear friend said ‘you always deal with other people’s problems. when will you start dealing with your own?’ and it was like i suddenly woke up from a very long sleep that makes you more tired than refreshed really. I’ve never told her I see her as a close friend, that’s true. But she never called me one either. She described me as such in front of other people but never while talking with me. Isn’t it strange? I found out about it from a third person. Isn’t it odd? Really I… I’m just tired. I need to start taking care of my soul now or else I’m going to hurt myself to make it all stop. My soul is weaker than ever and it needs peace. I need to fight my own demons.

Also, I thought that you promised not to come to this blog. I don’t think I ever asked for much from you, yet you couldn’t help yourself, could you? This is too much.

mmariamula:

Mon, 20 May 2013 17:28:01 +0200

mmariamula:

whoinspiresme: Václav Jirásek - Infection, 2002

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:26:57 +0200

whoinspiresme:

Václav Jirásek - Infection, 2002