el sueño de la razón produce monstruos.

21. new haven.

Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi.
Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs.

Existence. Well, what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can. The past is now part of my future. The present is well out of hand.
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ratak-monodosico:

Relief prints of trunk woodcuts by Bryan Nash Gill

“I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”

—Craig Gilner (via eletheowl)

The Fountainhead

We never need to say anything to each other when we’re together. This is- for the time when we won’t be together. I love you, Dominique. As selfishly as the fact that I exist. As selfishly as my lungs breath air. I breathe for my own necessity, for the fuel of my body, for my survival. I’ve given you not my sacrifice or my pity, but my ego and my naked need. This is the only way you can wish to be loved. This is the only way I can want you to love me. If you married me now, I would become your whole existence. But I would not want you then. You would not want yourself-and so you would not love me long. To say ‘I love you’ one must first know how to say the ‘I’. The kind of surrender I could have from you now would give me nothing but an empty hulk. If I demanded it, I’d destroy you. That’s why I won’t stop you. I’ll let you go to your husband. I don’t know how I’ll live through tonight, but I will. I want you whole, as I am, as you’ll remain in the battle you’ve chosen. A battle is never selfless. […] You must learn not to be afraid of the world. Not to be held by it as you are now. Never to be hurt by it as you were in that courtroom. I must let you learn it. I can’t help you. You must find your own way. When you have, you’ll come back to me. They won’t destroy me, Dominique. And they won’t destroy you. You’ll win, because you’ve chosen the hardest way of fighting for your freedom from the world. I’ll wait for you. I love you. I’m saying this now for all the years we’ll have to wait. I love you, Dominique.

sunshinelullabies:

If you ever left me, I’d cry enough tears to fill rivers with sorrow. You’d carry it around with you everywhere you went, the weight of the past heavy on your back, knowing that even as time passes, broken hearts don’t mend the way they’re meant to.

If you ever left me, I would kiss your knuckles with the bright red lipstick I save for special occasions and stain your skin with the color of my ugly love. Even though you’d try, you’d never really forget.

(Source: leighzeeme)

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kristina-m-rivera:

side profile. 

(Source: porcelainnn)

“Never expect to outgrow lonliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you will ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”

—White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via thechocolatebrigade)

(Source: thechocolatebrigade)