May 10, 2014
"When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out."

— Elizabeth Bowen

April 27, 2014
Shallow breaths.

I don’t miss you at all. Not at all. Until all of the lights are off and the only sound I can hear is that of my own shallow breath. The breath that I can’t quite fill. The breath that hasn’t been full since the night you were gone. For my breath has no breath beside me to match it to.

April 27, 2014


Bach - Cello Suite No. 2 in D Minor BWV1008 

Everything is prettier in D minor.

April 14, 2014

One day all of your sadness will be lifted by joy and those sorrows will no longer weigh you down and that will be a glorious day.

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September 25, 2013

May the bridges I burn light the way…

September 23, 2013
If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph…

If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph…

September 16, 2013
Lust on a city street corner. Xo.

Lust on a city street corner. Xo.

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September 16, 2013
"You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place."

— Miriam Adeney (via awelltraveledwoman)

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September 15, 2013
A heart for every love.

Sometimes I feel as though I don’t have one singular heart. I have a heart of hopeful love for the current, a heart, utterly broken from the last, and a heart cold as ice belonging to the first. In between those I have a heart of mixed emotion, a heart of “what ifs,” and a heart of tried and done. If only I could have a heart that builds and repairs from loves that were lost and loves that were gained. Instead, I am haunted by my hearts’ past. Never to forgive, never to forget. Never to love and to have lost and to love again. Only fragments of love and hurt, impossible to file away and to overcome. I love him, I loved you more, I am stuck with a thousand hearts of memories, a heart for every love.

July 29, 2013


Tears Dry On Their Own - Amy Winehouse