"How wrong to think I was anyone else, like thinking grass stains make you a beautiful view, like getting kissed makes you kissable, like feeling warm makes you coffee, like liking movies makes you a director. How utterly incorrect to think it any other way, a box of crap is treasures, a boy smiling means it, a gentle moment is a life improved." — Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up (via limbless)

(Source: king-laur, via all-delightedpeople)

"Lately I’ve been like Aimée Rondelé in The Sky Cries Too, a movie, French, you haven’t seen. She plays an assassin and dress designer and she only smiles twice in the whole film. Once is when the kingpin who kills her father gets thrown off the building, which is not the time I’m thinking of. It’s that time at the end, when she finally has the envelope with the photographs and burns it unopened in the gorgeous ashtray and she knows it’s over and lights a cigarette and stands in that perfect green of a dress watching the blackbirds swarm and flurry around the church spire. I can see it. The world is right again, is the smile. I loved you and now here’s back your stuff, out of my life like you belong, is the smile. I know you can’t see it, not you, Ed, but maybe if I tell you the whole plot you’ll understand it this once, because even now I want you to see it. I don’t love you anymore, of course I don’t, but still there’s something I can show you." — Why We Broke Up, Daniel Handler

Daniel Handler, AKA Lemony Snicket, gives love advice on twitter. (Part 1)

(via dontcrosscross)

isabel. 20. machine woman problems. en passant
ASK & SUBMIT & INTRO & LJ

queens and huntsmen, physicality stanning, theater feelings, hilarious myopia, nonstop verbosity, delusions of grandeur. fictional moral compass not found.

1/1

(c) theme - powered by tumblr