Madison. Artist. Vancouver bound. Taken.

I write like
Raymond Chandler

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I write like
Cory Doctorow

I Write Like. Analyze your writing!

 

missing someone who left you is a completely different pain its searing through the fingertips and your heart burns it makes your mouth dry and your mind heavy

You and I were meant to be together,
but not in these circumstances.
It turns out, our bodies didn’t fit as well as our minds did,
and the first realization of that hurt like twenty bee stings,
but it didn’t hurt long.
Our souls will carry through many lifetimes,
and I know I will find you in each and every one.
You and I were meant to be together,
but not in these circumstances.
Maybe we’ll both be butterflies,
getting our wings tangled in each other
and be hopelessly in love then.
Or maybe in a lifetime 4000 years down the road,
we’ll be daffodils intertwined and we’ll stay together till the winter kills us both.
Maybe we will both be mountain lions who roam the dark nights,
hunting our prey,
but they would never be lonely nights.
I know what I feel inside of me is so deep,
the ocean would feel shallow.
You and I were meant to be together,
but not in this lifetime.

Katey Chrest (via thinly)

I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.

Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian.  (via sad-empty)

I have infinite tenderness for you. I always will. All my life long.

Blue Is the Warmest Color (via thebirdsandtheshelbys)