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I am sick of prettiness; I am sick of privacy. I ride rough waters and shall sink with no one to save me.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via loveage-moondream)
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you being yourself and me being myself. but together
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I speak Yet no-one listens And yet- It feels oddly nice To let it off my chest My poetry is utter shit Probably because- I’m so depressed
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