February 2012
56 posts
I wish I was as pretty as you.
I wish I had your sense of style, your beautiful wavy chestnut hair, your perfect figure, your wide smile, your soft brown eyes, your perfect sun kissed skin. If only.
“Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth...”
– Sigmund Freud (via marijah)
“I’m not brave any more darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.”
– Ernest Hemingway (A Farewell to Arms)
“I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when...”
– Arthur Golden (via misswallflower)
“No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...”
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via loveyourchaos)
I'm in that mood again..
I want to change. I want to be centered and balanced like I feel when I’m at home. I want to cut my hair, wear more dresses and clothes that actually reflect my vintage eye. I want to learn to paint, read more, and play the ukulele. I want to smile more and love harder. I want to not be tired all the time. I want a new tattoo. I guess what I’m really saying is that I want to feel...
When I have children, I am going to read them...
