"I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving. You are a stone. We weep together and make a bed for rain."
— Frida Kahlo, The Diary Of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (via perfect)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via therealconfused)
I’m so lost and so torn. I’m starting to question all of my decisions and where I am in my life. I’m not sure if it’s normal and the feeling will pass, or if I’m truly unhappy and need to make changes.
"But do you understand, I cry to him, do you understand that along with happiness, in the exact same way and in perfectly equal proportion, man also needs unhappiness!"
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Possessed (via man-of-prose)
"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright."
— Ernest Hemingway