“Repeat after me: I am not a problem to be solved. Repeat after me: I am worthy I am worthy; I am neither the mistake nor the punishment.”

Sierra DeMulder

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“I’ve been quite miserable. You’d call me selfish — but I feel it more and more; I feel the need to be alone with people who understand without having to try. I need that sense of effortlessness right there — I just refuse to hold back these days. I refuse to settle for some lucidity of mind in my own privacy and then no more energy left, no more vitality left to keep me going. It’s all anxiety and restlessness. And — I find it more and more hard to waste my time on people I don’t truly care about for I feel they don’t care enough either. Or they do care, in their own way, but it’s just not meaningful to me whatsoever. Does it all lie in my complete inability to receive? At any rate, I think they surely like the idea — that’s why they obviously keep coming around for tea! But at this point, I can’t have that — and there’s no point, really, for they don’t understand, ever, and in all my misery I am still pretty arrogant and demanding enough to believe that it is my right to wish to be felt rather than be understood but that doesn’t seem to happen either. So, here it is: is it possible? I ask. Is “emotion” possible without “understanding” of some sort?” Virginia Woolf, from Selected Letters (via kattekin)

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“I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.” Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via herkindoftea)

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“If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.” Ernest Hemingway (via violentwavesofemotion)

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…what have I done?

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“My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.” André Breton  (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.” Michael Cunningham, from The Hours  (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“I love autumn because you can break and regrow and the trees accept it.
Because you can have a cold heart and cold fingertips and you will feel at home.
Because when you wake up early and smell coffee and rain you know today will be a day of change, no matter what.
Because everything around us is dying but you are still here. Every day you can tell autumn ‘I made it’, and the leaves are jealous because dying is all they know.” Autumn,
FRS. (via lilith-not-eve)

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“Of course I loved books more than people.” Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale (via wordsnquotes)

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“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.” F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wordsnquotes)

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Reginald Machell (English, 1854-1927)The Path, 1895


Reginald Machell (English, 1854-1927)

The Path, 1895






my hands can’t even open water bottles

I’ve seen this in person and It is the coolest shit ever

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