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.
painting of the day: Gabriel von Max - Lady Macbeth
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.
Lucy Liu in Kill Bill vol. 1
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.