February 2012
5 posts
Three Oddest Words
crashinglybeautiful:
When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it. When I pronounce the word Nothing, I make something no nonbeing can hold.
by Wislawa Szymborska
(from yama-bato)
“It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, it’s compromise that moves us along.”
– Maroon 5- she will be loved (via imalivewhenimdreaming)
To write… so long wondering, searching for a reason.
A good reason may not be needed as to write