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F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night

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F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night

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 Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

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 Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

laragazzapazza:

“I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes dream drenched voice, lazy bones ‘five more minutes please babe.’ I want your Tuesday afternoon coffee break, glasses off, laughter on ‘just hold me for a while it’s been a hard day.’ I want your Wednesday evening fingers through hair teeth nibbling nails neck craning, eye glazing ‘this paperwork never ends’ I want your Thursday night drinks for two bones unbind muscles let loose flats, slacks, ‘just me and you’ I want your finally Friday stretch soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes fingers unfurl, hand extends ‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’ I want your weekend. your movie marathon Saturday reading by the fireplace kissing in the blankets want your Sunday morning orange juice and pancakes white sheets, tender skin hair like the Fourth of July ‘let’s not get out of bed today.’ I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release I want your bad day and that terrible night I want you drunk in my arms forgetting the place but never my name I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight I want you everyday in every way for the rest of my life.”

— On Both Knees | alfaazkibarsaaat (via alfaazkibarsaaat)

How This Ends

writingsforwinter:

Regardless of the moon or the owl or the postcard without an address,

I still turn over to the empty side of the bed

like a stone in the pit of the stomach without you here.

And the sun still drains like milk into the bowl of the sky at night

when all I can concentrate on is the many thousands of places

inside my body I do not speak of, the corners you knew so well

like the back of your own hand.

They ask me how we ended and I want to say we ended like fire,

we ended like rain and the dinosaurs’ extinction,

but deep down inside me like a pulse I know the truth:

we ended because “you and I” were a momentary lapse in judgment,

a wrong stop on the way to home, and we ended

without flame or ado, but in a way as simple

as one plus one equals two.

Someone packed their bags and clothes and returned the key,

and then someone else watched in silence

as they left through the front door

and never came back through.

The Greeks Believed in Apricots as the Cure for Unrequited Love

writingsforwinter:

If I can’t have the boy, at least I can have his clothes.

They leave their sweaters, their jackets, their blue jeans draped

over my bed like petals, filling the bathtub, rising to the surface

of the water like buoys. My therapist once pontificated

that loving someone who is already with another

is misplaced energy. She placed an apricot in my hand

and made me roll it between my palms,

its soft downy skin like velvet across my fingers.

The Ancient Greeks believed that apricot pits

were all the words a dead person meant to say but didn’t,

hardened into a dense stone

hidden deep within that pale orange flesh.

Today, though, desire renders me speechless.

There’s nothing more to say that hasn’t already been said.

When they leave, the boys never exit the normal way:

they have to jump out the window, slide down the roof,

pick the lock on the back door with an extra

bobby pin. Love makes people do strange things.

And the day I held that apricot, I learned

that there’s no room for small talk.

If you love someone, let them know.

Even ghosts have things they wish they’d said.

aseaofquotes:

Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby

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Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby

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11 Must see stargazing events of 2013 - Imgur

11 Must see stargazing events of 2013 - Imgur

"When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them."

Lemony Snicket (via ryannxp)

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merelyamadness:

I thought I found a soulmate in a boy
whose eyes were a color I had never seen
because of the way his chest rose and fell
as he talked about things I loved

but sometimes stars can convince you
that your wishes are coming true
when your heart really needs
just a little more time.