And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than...– Anaïs Nin (via fedelinii)
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind January...
Envy is the religion of the mediocre. It comforts them, it soothes their...– Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel’s Game [Act One: City of the Damned] (via liquidnight)
with birth’s drawn breath
this Well Worn mass