myrmecophobia;
My black eye casts no shadow; your red eye sees no pain.
So we remain the same. Blood sticks and sweat drips. Break the lock if it don't fit. A kick in the teeth is good for some; a kiss with a fist is better than none.
My black eye casts no shadow; your red eye sees no pain.
So we remain the same. Blood sticks and sweat drips. Break the lock if it don't fit. A kick in the teeth is good for some; a kiss with a fist is better than none.
Louis de Bernières (Captain Corelli’s Mandolin)Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
cant remember if ive tumblr-ed this bfre but this is so true and apt in so many ways.