there are sounds which shatter the staleness of lives transporting the shadows into the dreams raindrops falling on leaves shatter the dust of the city as soap washed off bodies shatters the complacent dirt she waited for him to take away that quiet she waited fo his call with the patience of a slave woman quilting or a jewish mother simmering chicken broth there would be no...
Don’t explain. People only hear what they want to hear.– Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)
givemejellyfishshots: Lie to me all you want, I can handle it. For your own good… Look in a mirror and stop lying to yourself.