Half Of Me Finishes A Book Within 6-12 Consecutive Hours And The Other Half Of Me Takes Roughly Six Months.

— Richard Siken, from Crush (via lunamonchtuna)

i am so determined to fall more in love with life. intentionally romanticising the walks i am on, the birds chirping, the blooming nature around me, the water in my cup of tea turning from a light peach tone to a dark pink, the poetry i write, the things i am learning, my handwriting, dozing off while sitting in front of my window, all of it and more. I have to take a closer look at the little things that make my heart beat faster.

Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

— W.S. Merwin

Head empty just Hozier songs, quiet woods, Caravaggio paintings, dark cathedrals, empty streets, Donna Tartt, red wine, overcoats, bitter cold, black coffee.

— Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom

“It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”

― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

Oscar Wilde

"death must be so beautiful. to lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. to have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. to forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. you can help me. you can open for me the portals of death's house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is"

“Life was easy with you and it came so naturally. You were the extension of me and I would never need to finish my words, as who knew me better than you? You knew your place which was by my side. It is the little things that make the person and you would easily have kept me going for a lifetime. The way you would look at me with fire in your eyes showed me that I was the only one for you. You stole my heart and hid it away.”

— from Al Mujahid's letter to his wife

what do you mean i can't spend all day listening to music and reading old conspiracy theories whilst ignoring any human interaction? bitch leave me alone tf

Virginia Woolf〡Selected Prose; Mrs Dalloway