derived from your imagination

Jennifer Chew. Young. Sydney.

'If you had spoken then I would have walked away.
You had the talent of letting everything else speak for you. '

Instagram : jennifrrchew

"Depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. One time I went a whole year without writing and I stayed in bed and drank. Fuck your Bukowskisms. I want sunlight and love and running down some street I’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and I’m smiling. I want nothing to ever be bad again- and I don’t mean that I want a life free of conflict, I mean that I want a life free of meaningless conflict. Not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. There is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. My heart is stale, my prose is stale. Give me fire if you want to hurt me. Give me something I can taste. There’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where I am. There’s nothing here worth holding onto."

lovequotesrus:

Pressed Flowers by Michael Faudet
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lazyyogi:

Shunryu Suzuki

"You never were my type, not in the way you dressed or did your hair, not in the way you talked or laughed, but as I got to know you, it turns out that your heart was."

Bshayer F.R. (via wnq-writers)
ufukorada:

Jan Ironside
sheepblack69:

uncorruptly:

形無し

"I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine 
and which ones I created to please you."

The Dust On This Poem Could Choke You/ Lora Mathis lora-mathis (via asdfghjkllove)

helene desmettre by joseph paradiso and yuki