May 2012
223 posts
In this love you are like a knife, with which I explore myself.
– Franz Kafka, Letter to Milena Jesenská (via mistermicrocosm)
April 2012
109 posts
Her rage was love, and its tempestuous flame, like lighting, showed the heaven...
– John Dryden - The Maiden Queen, IV, 1667 (via livefortravel)
If I could but know his heart, everything would be easy.
– Jane Austin (via momlovesherkids)
Honestly,
FUCK YOU.
and I don’t say that often.