January 2010
84 posts
Some Final Words
crashinglybeautiful:
I cannot leave you without saying this: the past is nothing, a nonmemory, a phantom, a soundproof closet in which Johann Strauss is composing another waltz no one can hear. It is a fabrication, best forgotten, a wellspring of sorrow that waters a field of bitter vegetation. Leave it behind. Take your head out of your hands and arise from the couch of melancholy where the...
Yes, I was infatuated with you; I am still. No one has ever heightened such a...
– sylvia plath (via brokenmachine)