June 2013
“I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.”
—Jack Kerouac (via larmoyante)
“Why do you live in your body like you will be given another? As if it were temporary. You starve it, you let anyone touch it, you berate it. Tell it that it should be completely different. You tug at your soft flesh, wish it thinner, wish it gone. You fall in love with those who praise the way it sighs under their hands, but who praises the way it holds up your weight, even when you are falling apart?”
—Warsan Shire (via coyotegold)
May 2013
“She wanted something to happen - something, anything: she did not know what.”
—Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via larmoyante)
