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houseofhollows · 1 month
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It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.
Khush Bakht via wordedarchive
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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
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Murmur, Cameron Barnett
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There is supposed to be a place where no one can reach you. Traditionally, the home, but now we settle for the ocean, the airplane, the summit of a mountain, the middle of a lake, the shower, the womb, the grave
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this too shall pass
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“The fear of becoming old is born of the recognition that one is not living now the life that one wishes. It is equivalent to a sense of abusing the present.”
― Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
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To get up in the morning, wash and then wait for some unforeseen variety of dread or depression.
E. M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born, tr. Richard Howard
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houseofhollows · 2 months
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well i may not be the prettiest person in the room or the coolest person in the room i think im at least the third funniest
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houseofhollows · 4 months
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all i want to do is lie in the sunshine and daydream. is that too much to ask for
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houseofhollows · 4 months
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Anthony Storr, Solitude: A Return to the Self
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houseofhollows · 4 months
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houseofhollows · 5 months
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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houseofhollows · 5 months
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one of the most important things, perhaps the most important thing I have learned in my life is that nice people can fuck each other up in monstrous ways. people can be bone deep kind and loving and self reflective and still lash out under pressure. people can be earnestly neighbourly and charitable and hospitable and generous and still find themselves in situations where they become selfish. people can be well meaning and easygoing and gregarious and hold deep seated opinions that turn them into vicious little bullies under the right conditions. nobody is just one thing, and nobody stays one way. every person is a kaleidoscope and they will surprise you. you will surprise yourself. it's not a warning and it's not a judgement and it's not an excuse, and it's certainly not a reason to stop trying or to stop trusting. it is just a fact.
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houseofhollows · 5 months
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eyes on the stars ✧˖ ° . ✧
✧˖ ° . ✧ feet on the ground
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One thing is certain, and I have always known it — the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence,
May Sarton, from At Seventy: A Journal
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houseofhollows · 5 months
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Helene Beland - Un capteur de lumière, 2012
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houseofhollows · 6 months
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Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing
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