December 2009
7 posts
“I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that...”
– Atticus
To Kill A Mocking Bird by Harper Lee, 1960.
“Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.”
– Walker Evans
(via theimpossiblecool)
“It’s quite a task for a girl to get in and then get out of her dress alone. So...”
“Don’t you just love rolling the window down? The warmth of the sun on your skin,...”
We crave for the pieces that we are missing and throw up what we had too much of. It’s normal. I don’t think anyone would ever feel content in life. We would all rant about something, somehow. But then again, you always have to set yourself some limits. Even kings and queens, they can never have everything. I mean everything. We all know that gluttony is a sin. I guess the same goes for...
“I feel like a spoon in a box of knives.”
I miss your skin.