"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made of layers, cells, constellations."
- Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947 (via hellanne)
"You were one person alive and your brain was encased in a skull. There were other people out there. It took effort to be connected."
- Tao Lin (via thatlitsite)
"…but speech has flown out of me
and I call it dead
though the respiration be okay."
- Anne Sexton, from Talking To Sheep (via violentwavesofemotion)
Dream Koala | We Can’t Be Friends
(Source: cybertense, via hip-hop-lifestyle)