You are a brilliant, talented man. Don’t dumb yourself down for a piece of ass.
Be with someone who will draw you a bath and read you poetry by candlelight; someone who will peruse old, dusty bookstores with you and sit next to you in cramped, poorly lit theaters to watch undiscovered actors in…
“The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me”—Oscar Wilde (via sisterwolf)
When I love, I love: wholly, thoroughly, completely, drowning in everything. Every glance can be a conversation, eyes just playing and saying what needs to be said. Silence is loud, and the air becomes heavy.