"Comme quoi, une femme sans amour c’est comme une fleur sans soleil, ça dépérit."
Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain (via i-regret-this-url)
But this sun needs the flower to shine.
"Everyone’s just looking for reasons to wake up and get out of bed, some do it for nothing but a kiss, perhaps a cup of coffee, others have a harder time; no train to catch, no hand to hold, no reasons at all."
-Unknown (via psych-facts)
Let's just say I like chocolate more than I like good poetry, but less than I like books, which is about the same as how convolutely messy this blog is. And I like it.