September 2010
25 posts
Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to...
– Sylvia Plath (via starsandsounds)
The Stairs
I walked up sixteen flights of stairs to get home today because the lift display was blank - it was as if the past 2 years were this large, irrelevant void and we are only one day away from October, again. It was a difficult flight of stairs and I stopped one floor before the seventeenth, one day before October, 2 years later.
{ heart in midair }: I want someone I can fill all... →
52hearts:
I want someone I can fill all the pages of my journal with, where it comes to a point where I have run out of words, where I’m speechless, where I am silent, but at a comfortable kind of silence, the kind that develops between two lovers after having been together for so long that all they need is…
Today,
472239364:
I miss you a little more than I should, a little more than I let myself, and a little more than I can handle.
{ il dolce far niente }: There are boxes and boxes... →
52hearts:
There are boxes and boxes of words sitting in my closet. Words unsaid, words unspoken, words never used for feelings never felt. Words tangled in a mess, some words broken. Words that never occurred to you at the moment. Words that were realized too late. Words trembling in fear, words forever…
If I were dying now, what would I want most? I think I would want to be in love, to be absolutely head-over-heels smitten in love with somebody again. But of course, that is never really within anybody’s control.
I think writing, for me, no matter how senseless or rambling, calms me down. To put what I feel, sometimes even the lack of feeling, into definite words - characters which are logical and comprehensible - helps me process and organize my thoughts. Getting them out of my head and onto a screen or paper, I think is very therapeutic. Today marks the 4th week of school. SoM has been rather...
Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those, who do not...
– Graham Greene (via emilyposts) (via tikayiyay) (via 52hearts)