May 2012
224 posts
You’ll never know why you exist, but you’ll always allow yourselves to be easily...
– Tristan Tzara
Don’t let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love.
– Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores, translation by Edith Grossman
so true
wordslessspoken:
I like to feed my neighbors when I cook. It always tastes better when it’s shared