Next →
Page 1 of 725
Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing by rain?
Alan Lightman  

(Source: fables-of-the-reconstruction, via angelicbitchface)


by katherinesquier

Frida Kahlo in the Casa Azul, 1930
Anonymous photographer

Ordinary Pain by Stevie Wonder

Egon Schiele - Study of a Couple, 1912
He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things 

(Source: rabbrakha, via kamikaze95)


previous blog
Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
Warshan shire 

(Source: marslipstick, via daddyfuckedme)