Catherynne M. Valente, Palimpsest
(via dobur-den)
Su-Lin, 01.03.91
trying STARLIGHT, STARBRIGHT ✩✭
trying STARLIGHT, STARBRIGHT ✩✭
02.01.12
we sat at the steps of an unfamiliar building that night. we sit, on top of the world, lions roaring and giving light to our silhouettes. on top of the world i laid back into the curve of the lions back, eyes up eyes open, suddenly dizzy from the cool air of the night and the previous caffeine. a moment of free-fall and i’m on top of the world but buildings surround, they tower and start to close in.
contemplative night. dim lights creating a contemplative aura, and a heavy sadness that this will all end and there will never be nights like these anymore. nothing will ever be the same again.
culham
i love countrysides, vast green pastures and open skies. i love the melancholic feeling it gives- that sweet, beautiful aspect of sadness, listening to my stay golden playlist, reading, thinking, drifting off to faraway thoughts..feels like i could sit like this forever.
captivating.
“I thought for a long time that the only way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build a small self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and pretend that I was not lost, but home. But that only lead to a lonely life…”
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(Source: intelligentbitches, via lostinthevalley)
“whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”
- Philippians 4: 8-9
