Feeling an ugly, writhing mixture of jealousy and loneliness.

I guess

I disagree with you but ill let you have this one because I don’t feel like debating anymore with your simple ass (via monitormylife)

(Source: ailurophilist)

I think you are a liar because you think you know what is true. You think you feel what is true. But you do not yet know what you do feel and what you do know. You desire and do not take, you love and are too afraid to feel your love, you conceal your pettiness and vanity from yourself, you are afraid to look into your soul and see who you are. That is why you are a liar.

Arkan in The Riddle by Alison Croggon (via idontbelieveinyourhate)

Love is not about deserving. One gives one’s heart, and that is all.

Saliman in The Crow by Alison Croggon (via idontbelieveinyourhate)


To admire beauty without envy is love:
To lie in the darkened garden to hear the song
Of the unseen nightingale is love:
If you would hold a knife to your heart
To spare another, that is love:
To love is to give everything away for nothing,
To open your house to the dark stranger:
The world is a pit of fire and shadows,
Those who love throw themselves into it wholly:
Ah my heart, only you know best
How love is the mortal flesh burning in darkness.

To love is never wrong. It may be disastrous; it may never be possible; it may be the deepest agony. But it is never wrong.

― Alison Croggon, The Riddle (via e-volt)


Stephen King, Hearts in Atlantis.


Stephen King, Hearts in Atlantis.