the cinnamon peeler's wife

Evelyn Araluen. 21. Koori. Sydney. Literature Student. Wannabe artist/writer. Feminist. Unicorn Aficianado.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

—C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed (via quotethat)

(via sorose)

A postcard. Neat handwriting fills the rectangle.

Half my days I cannot bear to touch you.
The rest of my time I feel like it doesn’t matter if I will ever see you again. It isn’t the morality, it’s how much you can bear.

No date. No name attached.

—Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient (via quotes-shape-us)

(via hysterical-unreliable-organs)