I drove home through a cloud this morning,
and the mist made the trees looks alive and ominous.
Their leafy claws stretched out,
leaping in the wind like a hunted stag.

"Some fall in love.
I shatter."
—Stephin Merritt (via reluis)

(Source: saddest-summer, via reluis)

Don't look back: Dear old Tiger that Sleeps:

commedesfuckon:

I wonder if there are many readers who have ever turned the pages of a manuscript while the author snores in the same room. I wanted to see this one for myself. Your voice was almost too much this time. I think your prose is getting to be all the theater your characters can withstand. I have so…

"Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better."
—Henry Rollins (via kari-shma)

(via kellythepsycho)

"They’ve promised us that dreams come true - but forgot that nightmares are dreams too."
—Oscar Wilde  (via danceabletragedy)

Sometimes, I think I’m the only one who could truly tame you.
But like yours, my heart runs too wild.

"Your head is a living forest full of song birds."
—e.e. cummings  (via thenocturnals)

(Source: tastemybraincandy, via audreynoellecarr)

I’m still so impressed by the Virginian sunrise. It’s like a blazing sky, pouring down torrents of light. Or a cerulean-colored sea streaked here and there with tints of deepest orange. As a shimmer of golden sun shakes through the trees, it is a dazzling completeness of beauty.

I never want to let it slip into the scenery and loose my appreciation of it’s wonder.