Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.
Sigmund Freud (via psych-facts)
Jak piękne będzie moje życie gdy zacznę nowy semestr bez zaległości, jak wspaniałe. Nie mogę się doczekać. Prędzej padnę niż odpuszczę C.
Anouk Aimée & Jean-Louis Trintignant in Un homme et une femme (1966, Claude Lelouch)
It is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.
Frederic Chopin (via quote-book)
Loving her skirt and his outfit… and of course, the car. ;) {via flickr}
