It’s like being in love: giving somebody the power to hurt you and trusting (or hoping) they won’t.
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I wonder if anyone ever looks at me while I’m doing something and thinks I’m pretty. Because I do that all the time to people.
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If you can’t be happy, then at least you can be drunk. And that’s kind of the same thing.
Be wicked, be brave, be drunk, be reckless, be dissolute, be despotic, be a suffragette, be anything you like, but for pity’s sake be it to the top of your bent. — Violet Trefusis in a letter to Vita Sackville-West
I wish I had this type of power lmao
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I am terrified by this dark thing
that sleeps in me;
all day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. — Sylvia Plath (via rauchwolken)
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Beautiful…dark inspiration filled me this morning. A bleak passage…now no longer alone. Perhaps this journey…was meant to be ventured with you. This is a gift, this is, ‘Together / Within’. Feel free to reblog, like, or follow if you take interests in my works. I have an undying appreciation for anyone who does. Thank you. ~Warxpro
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If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don’t be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet. — Pink Floyd. “The Thin Ice.” The Wall. EMI Records. 1979 (via zombiekoalajd)
Yesterday’s weirdness is tomorrow’s reason why. — Hunter S. Thompson, The Curse of Lono (via nomoreundead)
Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either. — Osho (via nuclearharvest)
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