Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (via observando)
When you are old and grey and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
W.B. Yeats (via observando)
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.
You don’t always have to defend yourself with your words. Sometimes, your silence gives people a clue, that you have better thoughts in mind.
Of course I’d like to see you but I can promise you nothing–
neither sex or love or maybe not even understanding. But
I would like to see you.
Charles Bukowski (via ughpoems)