June 2013
“I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.” —Sylvia Plath, Tulips (via perfect)
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.” —Sylvia Plath, Tulips (via perfect)
“You were unsure
which pain is worse,
the shock of what happened
or the ache for what never will.” —Simon Van Booy,
Everything Beautiful Began After (via fawun)
which pain is worse,
the shock of what happened
or the ache for what never will.” —Simon Van Booy,
Everything Beautiful Began After (via fawun)
