March 2012
February 2012
“She loved mysteries so much that she became one.”
Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it...
– Anthony Bourdain (via emotional-algebra)
I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I...
– Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer (via liquidnight)
I am incapable of love with the absence of pain. I cannot make any promises, to anyone. I hate myself, I really do. I wish I could be perfect - especially for you..especially you.
Adam was right.