the veins of you

thoughts. bruises. etc.

I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means - the people, the buildings, the day by day things, the waste of time, of ourselves.' - Charles Bukowski

Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. If this seems so clearly the case with grief, it is only because it was already the case with desire. One does not always stay intact. It may be that one wants to, or does, but it may also be that despite one’s best efforts, one is undone, in the face of the other, by the touch, by the scent, by the feel, by the prospect of the touch, by the memory of the feel.’ - Judith Butler

"You were made to be kissed, often and well."

George R.R Martin

THIS. Damn right I was.

'Turning so many people into poems that sometimes, I forget to turn them back.' - fleurishes

I just want to pour my soul out on someone and not have to worry about the mess I’ve made.' - Andrea Slicker

Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.’ - Mark Twain

She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together - J.D. Salinger, ‘A Girl I Knew’

All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.’

- Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You.