Friday, March 11, 2016

“I am reduced to a thing that wants (....insert your name here...). I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your un-dumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn’t even feel it. And yet I believe you’ll be sensible of a little gap. But you’d clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it would lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: 

I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. 

So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this –But oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defenses. And I don’t really resent it.

However I won’t bore you with any more.  (....) "

Letter from Vita Sackville West to Virginia Woolf

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

ROMANTIC MESSAGES I RECEIVED FROM EX LOVERS WHEN IT WAS TOO LATE AND I HAPPILY MOVED ON

- From the one who forgot sex changes everything about a male-female friendship -
“It’s always your call and having control is pretty great, isn’t it?  I guess I thought we could be friends. I don’t think I did that much to warrant resentment, but maybe I did in which case I’m sorry.
It’s difficult for me to manage, expectations and intimacy stuns me. 
Well, excuses are like assholes. It’s bad mental hygiene to throw excuses around and hold them tight as a shield. Being right sucks.
You know, that first time you kissed me I almost got in a car accident.
But it’s ok, I can always clone you, I still have your DNA. Wherever you go, I hope you are with peace and coffee.
PS: lack of response doesn’t mean ignorance.” -  Ioana Cristina Casapu

Friday, March 4, 2016


" I personally think that love does not last for 3 years, or 10 or 100. Real love, consuming and hungry and wild and tender, lasts beyond the boundaries of a relationship. It breaks hearts, bad habits and it changes lifestyles. And that’s when it grows into a better, bigger, more generous love. The only real issue with this deal is the persistence of memories. "
— Agnes Teodora

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