connoreve

"your past is just a story.

and once you realize this

it has no power over you."

chuck palahniuk

Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books.

—Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot (via kushandwizdom)

Nobody has ever left me just once. They always come back to see how their absence dulled the vibrance in my eyes before disappearing again.

—(trm) returning (via soulsscrawl)

(Source: acutelesbian, via suliaulen)

I don’t think I love
very many things but
here are the ones I
can think of:

I love the first sip
of coffee in the morning

I love reading someone
else’s words and finding
a connection in them

I love the feeling a
good song invokes

I love wondering

I love driving at night
with no destination

I love the gentle kind
of sadness like a reminder
that I can feel.

—Marianna Paige (via larmoyante)

(via dee-lirium)

This is the history of fuck you for

making me soft, for making me maleable,

for doing more than just testing my waters,

fuck you for making the oceans of me

feel so puddle at the sight of you.

This is the history of my mattress,

that has seen more mistakes

than I am sober enough to remember.

This is another man’s neck

and your name whispered against it.

This is not forgetting. This is trying to.

This is not enough ways to give up

as I thought there would be, only the one

with your caller ID and a hangover.

This is the history of love.

This is a rare thing, a history

written by one who did not win.

—Ramna Safeer, Written by the Winners (via larmoyante)

(via dee-lirium)