i made a new tumblr
strictly for design related purposes. you may view it here: http://amandaruck.tumblr.com/ i may make a personal tumblr through that account, but for now, i’m peacin’ outta hurr. it’s time for business.
Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be...– Gloria Steinem (via thatkindofwoman)
why we stop taking responsibility for our own happiness, i will never understand.
dictionaryofobscuresorrows: n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you’ve never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you...
like nothing i’ve felt before.
Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It is...– House of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski (via conozco)
kairosclerosis: n. the moment you realize that you’re currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an aftertaste.
The most common form of despair is not being who you are.– Soren Kierkegaard
to feel embarrassed for feeling, that’s the killer– i heart huckabees
We loved each other with a premature love, marked by a fierceness that so often...– Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
i am always wanting. i don’t want to want anymore. but i am always feeling and i want so badly to be surprised by your courage. i have felt guilt, i have felt disdain, i have felt distance. i don’t believe i have ever felt understood. and it just sucks, to put it simply.
That Kind Of Woman: I Once Dated A Writer and →
Writers are forgetful, but they remember everything. They forget appointments and anniversaries, but remember what you wore, how you smelled, on your first date… They remember every story you’ve ever told them - like ever, but forget what you’ve just said. They don’t remember to water…
When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if...– Bhikshuni Thubten Chodron