I’m one of those people that you have to keep your eye on or I’ll wander off into the woods and forget to come back.
porcelainfawns:
“I couldn’t live where there were no trees — something vital in me would starve.”
L.M Montgomery (via seabois)
I love things that are old and beautiful and tell a story, even if it’s a sad one.
I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.
Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
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William Goldman, The Princess Bride (via larmoyante)
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emmacherry:
“I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly.”
-Jane Eyre
Those who are heartless once cared too much.
I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.