December 2011
11 posts
“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via black-wolves)
"My name
“I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have a regular name. My name depends on you. Just call me whatever is in your mind. If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name. Perhaps it was raining very hard. That is my name. Or somebody wanted you to do...
Listen
“Because children grow up, we think its a child’s purpose to grow up. But a...”
– Tom Stoppard (via liketheopensea)
“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not...”
– Azar Nafisi (via liketheopensea)
This is written by a three-years-ago Brieanna...
What does God look like?
God is an angel with goldleaf eyelids. It oversees the circulation of things. God is driving alone at four in the morning and driving very fast toward a dark horizon with a spanish radio station blasting on a very shitty stereo and you are sixteen forever and you are stretching out into the dark like it birthed you. God is the way you feel after sex, when your knees...