THE HEART
Just because somebody believes what they tell you; doesn't mean you have to. Feelings can change like the direction of the wind.
“In the end, everyone is aware of this: nobody keeps any of what he has, and life is only a borrowing of bones.”
— Pablo Neruda, from “October Fullness” (via theclassicsreader)
It's a good thing, alone suits you so well
You bring hell where you walk
You grew this shell, 'round my heart
Her body the arrow of longing, aimed,
as all desperate things are, to crash
not into the object of desire,
but into the darkness behind it.
Traci Brimhall, from “Aubade with a Broken Neck” (via dressed-in-black)
f l e u r • n o i r e
(via f-l-e-u-r-n-o-i-r-e)
Train wreck at Montparnasse, Paris, 1895.
Won’t you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.
Richard B. Sheridan 1751-1816 (via giardinonymphe)