oh god i used to love my two-word sentences. now whenever i see it in print, all i wanna do is go back in time and tell 13-year-old me to knock it offff.
Light is a thing that cannot be reproduced, but must be represented by something else—by color.
Paul Cézanne (via moonandmoon)
(Source: apoetreflects)
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via ugh)
(Source: larmoyante)
Lucy Liu in Kill Bill vol. 1
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The girl dreams she is dangerously ill. Suddenly birds come out of her skin and cover her completely … swarms of gnats obscure the sun, the moon, and all the stars except one. That one star falls upon the dreamer.
C.G. Jung, Man and His Symbols (via rotten—sun)
(Source: milktree)
