JUNK OF THE HEART

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Mon, 13 May 2013 01:06:46 +0800

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Yesterday

Thu, 02 May 2013 17:40:15 +0800

Yesterday

last thursday✨ #club #crawl

Sun, 21 Apr 2013 18:43:59 +0800

last thursday✨ #club #crawl

"Be a sunflower. To always follow the sun, Turn your back to darkness, Stand proud, tall and..."

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 00:18:11 +0800

““Be a sunflower. To always follow the sun, Turn your back to darkness, Stand proud, tall and straight.””

It was so bright ☀

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 19:10:28 +0800

It was so bright ☀

Fun bunch of people! ✨ #nyp #fmo #potd

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 18:10:46 +0800

Fun bunch of people! ✨ #nyp #fmo #potd

with some of my #minions !

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 18:02:05 +0800

with some of my #minions !

what-do-i-wear: CAMEO THE LABEL folded twotone skirt

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:52:05 +0800

what-do-i-wear:

CAMEO THE LABEL folded twotone skirt

Photo

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:50:24 +0800

serenity

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:49:11 +0800

serenity

"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re..."

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:48:52 +0800

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”

- F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wolf-cub)

"Darlings, sometimes love will come to you like a fire to a forest. When it does, be braver than I..."

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 09:47:56 +0800

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Darlings, sometimes love will come to you like a fire
to a forest. When it does, be braver than I was. Just leave.
Take only what you can carry. No tears, no second thoughts.
You have hands like tinder boxes, the smallest spark
will kill you.

Get in the car. Take water to the maps. Avoid gas stations.
Don’t look at the flames dancing in the rear view mirror.
Go to new cities, climb on the rooftops and slow dance with
your coldest memories. Wallpaper your new home with every
dusty, desperate love letter you swore you’d never send.

Find a stranger with sharp edges and uncharted hips.
Press your stories into their skin and forget you ever knew
his name. Just promise you won’t think of embers or smoke.
Even when there is ash in your hair. Even when there is soot
in your lungs.

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- Clementine von Radics, “To Girls Like Me, With Hearts Like Kindling” (via larmoyante)

"I had the impression it wasn’t night and it wasn’t day, but some lurid third interval that had..."

Wed, 06 Mar 2013 01:33:25 +0800

“I had the impression it wasn’t night and it wasn’t day, but some lurid third interval that had suddenly slipped between them and would never end.”

- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via bookmania)

"I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see..."

Wed, 06 Mar 2013 01:32:19 +0800

“I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves or figments of their imagination, indeed, everything and anything except me.”

- Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man (via bookmania)