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I hated men because they didn't stay around and love me like a father: I could prick holes in them & show they were no father-material. I made them propose and then showed them they hadn't a chance.

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I never knew the love of a father, the love of a steady blood-related man after the age of eight. My mother killed the only man who'd love me steady through life:

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I lust for the knowing of him; I looked at Redpath at that wonderful coffee session at the Anchor, and practically ripped him up to beg him to be my father; to live with the rich, chastened, wise mind of an older man. I must beware, beware, of marrying for that. Perhaps a young man with a brilliant father. I could wed both.

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And I cry so to be held by a man; some man, who is a father.

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I need a father. I need a mother. I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty.

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pretty unfair that my middle aged dentist is hot…

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I HAVE MY MOTHER'S FACE AND HER GRIEF

Janet Fitch // Lady Bird (2017) dir. Greta Gerwig // Chen Chen // Youadan Teddy // Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong // Mitski Class of 2013 // 誰も知らない Nobody Knows (2004) dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda // Fatima Aamer Bilal days where my whole world is my bed. // death-born-aphrodite (tumblr) // Ocean Vuong On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous // Hieu Minh Nguyen Buffet Etiquette

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finding hope in humanity and other people

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one of the many reasons Fleabag is so heartbreaking and relatable is because no one ever chose her. Not her family. Not her lovers. Not her supposed “soulmate”. The one person that picked her died. She was no one’s choice or option, not even to herself. The way we can feel her loneliness through the screen is enough to make me collapse into a mess of tears on the ground and shake uncontrollably

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[ID: The “girls when” meme with several stick figures crying, fighting or throwing up and text saying “it’ll pass”. End ID] id from @srdcovka ty !!

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that quote on moon song being about the wanting-to-be-stepped-on-feeling is my Roman Empire tbh, i think about that everyday

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“I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.”

Virginia Woolf from “The Diary of Virginia Woolf”

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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.

I am, I am, I am

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What I hate is the thought of being under a man's thumb,' A man doesn't have a worry in the world, while I've got a baby hanging over my head like a big stick, to keep me in line.'

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What does a woman see in a woman that she can't see in a man?',

'Tenderness.

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If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.The air of the bell jar wadded round me and I couldn't stir.