December 2010
“You love someone, you open yourself up suffering, that’s the sad truth. Maybe...”
– Bones (via quote-book)
“The slime of all my yesterdays
Rots in the hollow of my skull”
– Sylvia Plath (via aheartfullofnapalm)
“Should I seek out some tree? Should I desert these form rooms and libraries, and...”
– The Waves, Virginia Woolf (via sketchofthepast)
Islands - The XX
“There are two kinds of visual memory: one when you skillfully recreate an image...”
– Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov (via thechocolatebrigade)
