I don’t know what my destination is, I’m just trying to enjoy the journey.

random-brushstrokes:

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French School, 20th Century - The black cat

ihateyouvishal:

“I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.”

//Arthur Miller, The Crucible: A Play in Four Acts

typewriter-worries:

aseaofquotes:

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Amal El-Mohtar/Max Gladstone, This Is How You Lose the Time War

[ Text ID: I want to meet you in every place I have loved. ]

heavensghost:

sorry for acting batshit crazy I was feeling a little unwanted

fairycosmos:

i don’t understand how i am supposed to live with this profound sadness. to be honest

ashstfu:

suffering from a condition called remembering too much and loving too much and caring too much and

girlweepinginstairwell:

how to stop being depressed how to get rid of depression fast how to not be depressed anymore how to become undepressed how to end depressive episode and/or disorder

podencos:

I owe it to myself to reunite who I am with who I’m capable of being

ashstfu:

listening to music i listened to when i was 14 makes me realise im still the same person but taller & with a rare esoteric wisdom that can only be gained through suffering

tear-dropp:

Sucks to be so understanding but never understood

kosmogrl:

it’s me and this feeling of emptiness against the world

yms1:

Comfortable silence is one of my favorite things ever

selfship-quotes:

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“I weep because you cannot save people. You can only love them.”

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jeanette winterson | there is no absolution for the fallen, only the dying | a little life by hanya yanagihara | everything everywhere all at once | vladimir nabokov | if it’s love, it must be more than most