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— Paul Guest, from “1987.”

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“This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.”

— Marianna Paige

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I wish you could feel the hole you left in my heart. It's been so hard to fill the space your absence made.

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“There’s something inside of me that hurts. Oh, how it hurts and how it screams for help. But tears aren’t there in the machine that is me. I’m an object without a destiny. I’m an object in whose hands? such is my human destiny. What saves me is the scream.”

— Clarice Lispector, Água Viva

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“May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you.”

— Zainab Aamir

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“I have always, essentially, been waiting. Waiting to become something else, waiting to be that person I always thought I was on the verge of becoming, waiting for that life I thought I would have. In my head, I was always one step away.”

— Shauna Niequist, Cold Tangerines (via thebookquotes)

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𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

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Katie Kacvinsky, “First Comes Love”

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“For some moments in life there are simply no words to describe the pain within us.”

— Narin Grewal

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I am asking you to endure it.

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“People did change, and a change could be a bloom as well as a withering…”

— Richard Yates, Revolutionary Road

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“i’m going to dream about another city inside us where our past blows between buildings in scraps of old newspaper and we jump from rooftop to rooftop like clouds pretending that anything could get in our way. you’re going to love yourself and i’m going to love myself and we will be the endlessness of two mirrors facing one another.”

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Joshua Jennifer Espinoza, from I’m Alive. It Hurts. I Love It.

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“I loved you in a way I wished someone would love me.”

— Mahmdou Darwish

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How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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