September 2009
August 2009
Loves are like empires: when the idea they are founded on crumbles, they, too,...
– Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being) (via thresca) (via quote-book)
Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment...
– Unknown (via littlemiss)
Being unwanted, unloved and forgotten, that is a much greater hunger and poverty...
– Mother Teresa (via maluna) (via quote-book)
If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must...
– Winnie The Pooh (via brokenmachine)
Because sometimes there is no easy way out. You just have to grin and bear it....
– Unknown (via littlemiss)
your body is a wonderland.
paperheartsandflowers:
fuckyeahfacts:
lickystickypickyme:
It takes your food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.
One human hair can support 3 kg (6 lb).
The average man’s penis is three times the length of his thumb.
Human thighbones are stronger than concrete.
A woman’s heart beats faster than a man’s.
There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.
Women...
Just because the person you need to say your truth to may not understand what...
– R. Sharma (via maluna)
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a...
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via brokenmachine)
Everything you need you already have. You are complete right now, you are a...
– W. Dyer (via maluna)
The true purpose of education should not be to fill the heads of the future...
– unknown (via maluna)
Some of us are so self-reliant that we won’t ask for help from our family...
– Yasmeen Abdur-Rahman (via littlemiss)
I'm so tired of trying so hard for people who...
iwantmybearsuit:
(via debutantedebut)
At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to...
– PG Wodehouse (via thoughtsdetained)
You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it come...
– Richard Bach (via littlemiss)
Time doesn’t. All that Time does is make it more distant, put more space between...
– Mercedes Lackey (via brokenmachine)