pippiylinenjarvi:

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I’ll be there
Anytime you whisper my name
You’ll see

(via ae-mii)

simply-divine-creation:

Kitchener Photography
simply-divine-creation:

Kitchener Photography
simply-divine-creation:

Kitchener Photography
simply-divine-creation:

Kitchener Photography

awritersruminations:

I don’t want to be a thing
I want to be becoming
The nighttime
I want to be the nighttime with you
You know, I loved you
I loved you
I was wrong

—Dorothea Lasky, from “I Want to be Alive

awritersruminations:

This is what was bequeathed us:
This earth the beloved left
And, leaving,
Left to us.

No other world
But this one:
Willows and the river
And the factory
With its black smokestacks.

No other shore, only this bank
On which the living gather.

No meaning but what we find here.
No purpose but what we make.

That, and the beloved’s clear instructions:
Turn me into song; sing me awake.

—Gregory Orr, “Untitled [This is what was bequeathed us]

“Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but ‘steal’ some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.”
— Albert Camus (via skeletales)

(via skeletales)

anamorphosis-and-isolate:

― Liv & Ingmar (2012)
Liv: I never wondered what might come of our relationship. It was as if I were living within soft walls of sunlight and desire…and happiness.