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hisporcupine:

I have 2 moods. 

1. I’m too high for this shit.

2. I’m not high enough for this shit.

"I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did."
-(Is this about BPD?) (Seems so)
"The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?"
-Percy Bysshe Shelley (via hqlines)
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, ‘The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.’

The night winds revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another’s. She will be another’s. Like my kisses before. Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

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-Pablo Neruda
Anonymous: Do you have a boyfriend? Cause I think you're really pretty.

Awe!! Thankies! I currently do not have a boyfriend. I’m very much flattered but I’m taking a break from boys for a little while; my weak heart needs time to heal before I can love again.