February 2012
41 posts
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
– Neil Gaiman (source: frenchtouchx, via dailystendhalnitesaudade)
I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via misswallflower)
I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
– Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (via catsolen)
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance...
– Hunter S. Thompson (via youngfolksociety)