May 2013
6 posts
An Urgent
She is like a drowning pearl
All those shadows almost killed her light
Her glows are fading away
Sinking to the end of the sea
Failing,
Drowning,
Weeping…
Reaching for anything that might save her
Her life was an urgent,
Desperate struggle
To justify her life
God, she is so scared.
“I’d won the world, but like a forsaken explorer, I’d lost my map.”
– Anne Sexton, from “The Fury of God’s Goodbye” (via inherwar)
“A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she...”
– Maya Angelou (via fleurstains)
prepared to be herself, and only herself.
“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep...”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment (via dailydoseofstuf)
April 2013
7 posts
jasminefy:
Meskipun selalu memainkan sebuah peran, panggung ini tidak selamanya sandiwara. Kadang kamu perlu turun, ketika kamu bukan menjadi ‘kamu’ di atas sana.
“Hanya ada satu kata sifat Ahad (Esa) di dalam Al Quran. Demikian Allah ingin...”
– (via kuntawiaji)
March 2013
5 posts
“I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at...”
– Sylvia Plath (via fleurstains)
February 2013
18 posts
“Be in this world as if you were a stranger or a traveler.”
– Prophet Muhammad (PBUH)
“http://hanafifa.blogspot.com/2013/02/little-friend.html”
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
– Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via fleurstains)
“She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.”- The Girl With No Shadow by Joanne Harris
“Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.”
– Zelda Fitzgerald (via fleurstains)
“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one...”
– Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
January 2013
24 posts
someone: how old are you
me: mentally or physically
“http://midnight-traveler.tumblr.com/”
“i thought i knew how to swim, but i’m drowning in all of this sorrow.”
“http://hanafifa.blogspot.com/2013/01/fingers-part-1.html”
“If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it...”
– Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (via larmoyante)
