LITTLE SALMON

Once I was a genius, now I am myself.

He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.

—Elbert Hubbard  (via hush-shewhispers)

(Source: yrie, via quotemuse)

almost nothing is
far better than
nothing at
all.

—Charles Bukowski, besieged  (via paranoos)

(via ageunknown)

Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.

—Haruki Murakami (via ailesley)

(Source: karriet, via ageunknown)

Always liked math, so I decided to try a new equation. Placed our names next to one another and added them up, struggling to determine the outcome. Was it simple addition or was it necessary to investigate probabilities? Science brings us biology, so I know what should occur. What I need to do. But the field also contains chemistry—in which I received a C. Been out for three weeks and cannot seem to get my act together. Please tell me the right answer to this question.

Forget that your mouths are both filled with booze or coffee or that you have a million other things on your mind. Kiss them like this is the moment you’ve been waiting for all night or waiting for all of your life.

…how fragile the human body is, how easily penetrated and broken, how difficult to put together again.

—ALICE LAPLANTE

What has been lost? Your poor, poor mind. Your life.

—ALICE LAPLANTE

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—Sia - Buttons

kissmyambrose:

Buttons - Sia

I am no good for you, I’m seeing ghosts in everything I do.

(via imfelinegood)

I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little dreaming and scheming; the sort of thing that comes paired with too-strong coffee and too-loud songbirds and the drone of the news at 6 a.m. or any time before the sky finds its identity, really. A Tuesday kind of love that isn’t indulgent, one that doesn’t stop the earth from spinning but maybe keeps us grounded in spite of all that uncontrollable movement.

Such a shame, some other strangers gonna get you now.

(Source: Spotify)

Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.

—Ray Bradbury (via mianoti)

(via quotemuse)

Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer.

—Barbara Kingsolver (via amandaonwriting)

(via teachingliteracy)