BREAKFAST

May 20

“Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it’s unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So instead we seek out allies, even among strangers and wives, fellow patients who, if they can’t touch the edge of our particular sorrow, have felt something that cuts nearly as deep.” Andrew Sean Greer, The Story of a Marriage (via helplesslyamazed)

“To enjoy the rainbow, first enjoy the rain.” Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)

(via quote-book)

“Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place.” I Wrote This For You: The Defiance Of The Different (via kari-shma)

(via quote-book)

May 14

(via loveyourchaos)

May 10

fuckyeahgirlswithtattoos:

This is it . My first , and the start to my addiction . It reads “and you will learn to fly again, and you will fly” Quoted from Ed Freeman’s poem The Angel . It was done by Mike Asfour at Aces High Tattoo Shop in West Palm Beach Florida . This tattoo holds so much meaning and truly tells a story of my past . I wouldn’t change a thing about it . <3

“Come on now and now my love, and leave your dying desert to the rain. Give up your treasured wounds, let go of the tempting pain. Give up the vows you’ve taken and you will live and you will learn to fly again, and you will fly. And you will live my love and see the stars regain your starless night and you will find your sun and know the magic of it’s light. All souls will be yours to cherish, rising, falling in their earthly flight. And you will fly.”

- nothinglessthanaprincess.tumblr.com

“Jealousy is a kind of civil war in the soul, where judgment and imagination are at perpetual jars. This civil dissension in the mind, like that of the body politic, commits great disorders, and lays all waste. Nothing stands safe in its way; Nature, interest, religion, must yield to its fury. It violates contracts, dissolves society, breaks wedlock, betrays friends and neighbours. No body is good, and every one is either doing or designing them a mischief. It has a venom that more or less rankles wherever it bites: And as it reports fancies or facts, so it disturbs its own house as often as other folks.” WILLIAM PENN, Some Fruits of Solitude (via wordsandlyrics)

I need to see you.

May 6

“I choose to write because it’s perfect for me. It’s an escape, a place I can go to hide. It’s a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It’s a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It’s a book, when I need to be somewhere else. It’s control, when I feel so out of control. It’s healing, when everything seems pretty messed up.
And it’s fun, when life is just flat-out boring.” Alysha Speer (via creatingaquietmind)

(via quote-book)

“Tell me you’ve had trouble sleeping. That you toss and turn from side to side. That it’s my face you’ve been seeing in your dreams at night. Tell me that you wake up crying, and you’re not sure exactly why. Tell me that something is missing in your life. Tell me that it’s not just me.” (via wordsandlyrics)

May 2

(via ink-creed)

BREAKFAST

OF OR RELATING TO COFFEE, TEA AND CIGARETTES.