May252012
10AM
“Every harlot was a virgin once.” William Blake
10AM
“His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.” Anne Bronte
10AM

(Source: hecticity, via uponthestone)

10AM
 Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

 Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

(via anothereternalsummer)

10AM
“Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.” William Blake
April162012

Location, Location, Location

I could have kissed you
under cherry blossoms,
pale petals drifting down
like the trees wanted to
pretend they could be
snowclouds.

I could have kissed you
in the rain, drenched to
our bones and not even
caring that the skies
opened up above us
and tried to wash us out.

I could have kissed you
in a clearing in the most
secluded woods, with
just the sound of wind
rustling through the leaves
and a few voyeuristic
finches peeping at us.

Instead, I kissed you
in the parking lot of a
Waffle House, just shy
of 2 a.m. in the middle
of a hectic week, with
our waitress grinning
at us from the other
side of the window,
because, honestly,
how could I not?

- Gabriel Gadfly

April152012

(via perdu-)

6PM
artandopinion:

La Faneuse
Julien Dupre

artandopinion:

La Faneuse

Julien Dupre

6PM
“Embraces are cominglings from the head even to the feet, and not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.” William Blake
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