n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
last night i had a dream
a man shot my sister. i squished his eyeballs.
Shatter my heart and create a new room for a limitless love.– Rumi
Elvis Costello//Beyond Belief
Old Crow Medicine Show//Wagon Wheel
I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like...– Jonathan Safran Foer (via cardigans)
is a Czech word with no exact translation into any other language. It designates a feeling as infinite as an open accordion, a feeling that is the synthesis of many others: grief, sympathy, remorse, and an indefinable longing. The first syllable, which is long and stressed, sounds like the wail of an abandoned dog. (The Book of Laughter and Forgetting, Milan Kundera)