Meanwhile in my head, I'm undergoing open-heart surgery - Anne Sexton
457"I’ll miss you terribly. I miss you already." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden
163"All I want to do is kill you and the only reason I don’t do it is because you’re crazy." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden
148"You only want things for you, Devil." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden
370"Stop talking and just feel." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden
1124"Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Garden Of Eden
30760"You had this expression on your face, like you weren’t quite sure you were supposed to be on Earth." - Iain S. Thomas, from I Wrote This For You 

(Source: larmoyante, via psihi)


Is there a word — is there a face I know not of
that could perhaps explain?

No. No. All lies. I never needed an explanation.
I wanted the music. Craved it badly.
I treaded upon the echoes.
I found voicelessness and pursued it as well.

The thought is the lie, the sentiment recreates
the beginning.

I am here.
My mind is not doing the trick anymore.
I am here.

There goes your explanation.
It comes with a presence.
It is honest.
It sings.

" - Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems: Presence
280"all of me
breathes you in […]" - Margaret Atwood, from Yes At First
565"If she had nothing more than her voice she could break your heart with it. But she has that beautiful body and the timeless loveliness of her face. It makes no difference how she breaks your heart if she is there to mend it." - Ernest Hemingway on Marlene Dietrich


Having a crush on somebody means that you think they’re cute and you either want to crush them to death with your thighs or you want them to crush you to death with their thighs. Either way, you’re going to die. 

(via noten)

302"I feel fine…There’s nothing wrong with me. I feel fine." - Ernest Hemingway, from Hills Like White Elephants
90"What did he fear? It was not fear or dread. It was a nothing that he knew too well. It was all a nothing and a man was nothing too. It was only that and light was all it needed and a certain cleanness and order. Some lived in it and never felt it but he knew it was all nada y pues nada y nada y pues nada." - Ernest Hemingway, from The Middle-Aged Waiter (thoughts), “A Clean, Well-Lighted Place,” 

Anonymous said: What's the best advice to give some that just won't understand that people do care and are willing to help?

Get over yourself, go beyond, open up


Anonymous said: is it horrible to hate my mother

experience whatever it is that you feel toward anyone/anything

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