Quotes added on Friday, March 3 2017

For the girl who always bares her soul,

You untwine fragments of yourself and hand them out to those you believe need them. These fragments often end up thrown on the floor of some bar or wrapped around your own neck, and you're left with a little less of yourself every time. Others may see these as faults, though sometimes they are, not always. You leave impressions on those you bare yourself tp; you're fixed yet free. Often your feelings and emotions go unnoticed due to the fact that you're always so immersed in bringing out the sun in someone else's eyes.
I couldn't be with you so I took it out on myself. I shed a lot of blood for us. 
It is true about what they say; that you should love yourself before you love somebody else. This is because you're giving all the love to that one person instead of yourself, leaving you with nothing. 
Never thought that I would be the one person to say that there is a brighter side, but there is. You need to find it, each and everyone of us have a different way of finding the brighter side; in the end you will find it or it will find you. 
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.





You don’t get to choose who handles your heart. There are simply people who were born with it in their teeth. When you meet them, it is best to build a bomb shelter.


 






There is nothing rational about love. Love stutters when it gets nervous, love trips over its own shoelaces. Love is clumsy, and my heart refuses to wear a helmet.


 

 I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got 
DrunK.


I go through phases. Some days I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then some days I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.

                                   
” 

‘I think about your thighs,’ he wrote in the second letter, and the warm, moist smell of your skin in the morning, and the tiny eyelash in each corner of your eye that I always notice when you first roll over to look at me. I don’t know why you are better and more beautiful than anybody else. I don’t know why your body is something I can’t stop thinking about, why those little flaws and ridges on your back are lovely to me or why the pale soft bottoms of your New Jersey feet that always wore shoes are more poignant than any other feet, but they are. I thought I would have more time to chart your body, to map its poles, its contours and terrains, its inner regions, both temperate and torrid - a whole topography of skin and muscle and bone. I didn’t tell you, but I imagined a lifetime as your cartographer, years of exploration and discovery that would keep changing the look of my map. It would always need to be redrawn and reconfigured to keep up with you. I’m sure I’ve missed things..or forgotten them, because half the time I’ve been wandering around your body blind drunk with happiness. There are still places I haven’t seen.

‘What I Loved’ | Siri Hustvedt

 

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