El Principe
February 2012
“What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via ell-n)
We ironed our hearts in bedrooms, and hung our limbs out to dry.
“nobody can save you but
yourself.
you will be put again and again
into nearly impossible
situations.
they will attempt again and again
through subterfuge, guise and
force
to make you submit, quit and/or die quietly
inside.
nobody can save you but
yourself
and it will be easy enough to fail
so very easily
but don’t, don’t, don’t.” —sifting through the madness for the word, the line, the way: New Poems - Charles Bukowski (via spiritd3sire)
yourself.
you will be put again and again
into nearly impossible
situations.
they will attempt again and again
through subterfuge, guise and
force
to make you submit, quit and/or die quietly
inside.
nobody can save you but
yourself
and it will be easy enough to fail
so very easily
but don’t, don’t, don’t.” —sifting through the madness for the word, the line, the way: New Poems - Charles Bukowski (via spiritd3sire)
“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.”
—Vincent van Gogh (via skeletales)
“You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you. All efforts to save me from you will fail.”
—John Green (via marxandmarlboros)
“Don’t allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not.”
—Paulo Coelho (via elige)
