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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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NEW YEAR. SAME SHIT.
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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It had been a long day, and I don’t mind saying that I cried a little bit. There is nothing wrong with crying at the end of a long day.
Lemony Snicket (via bnmxfld)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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If there’s someone I hope will never give up on me, someone I am ready to beg for to stay, it’ll be no one else but me. I know no one will stay forever by my side but only me. It is me and me at the end of everything. It’s just me and me against everything. No one could help me more than me. So basically, it’s me who got me all the time.
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.
Najwa Zebian (via qvotable)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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We're playing a fair game but competing with dirty players. Aren't we? But what if u want to win the game, will u still continue playing clean or conform with their ways?
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.
Heather Davis / The Clearing (via bnmxfld)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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Time heals all wounds is a misleading claim. Without putting in effort it putrefies, inflames. How can the wound heal if it’s never really clean? You can’t keep it concealed if the dressings aren’t routine. When inviting minute creatures to enter, lurk and feed in your wounded features — they’ll take over, guaranteed.
wounded, years later // grazia curcuru (via prosebyday)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
Neil Gaiman, Stardust (via meineluft)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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Thank you 2020,
Hi! Thank you for the heartbreaks, trauma and for inflicting so much damage; thank you for wrecking me. Thank you for those attacks, sleepless nights, and for those thoughts that had almost pushed me over the edge. Thank you for those tough battles I had to win during midnight until morning twilight. Thank you for taking away those people I cling unto. Thank you for not giving me the help that I deserved. Thank you for disconnecting the only person I loved and love from me. Thank you for shutting the only voice that cheers and gives me hope. You’ve really done a great job of screwing me up. Thank you for making me questions my worth which I mostly forever will. Thank you for filling my mind with what ifs and whys. Thank you for fucking me up so well.
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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So early in my life, I had learned that if you want something, you had better make some noise.
Malcolm X. The Autobiography of Malcolm X (via quoted-books)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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Mary Oliver, from “Hum, Hum”, A Thousand Mornings
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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I am tired of playing and trying to win an unfair game.
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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You remind me of...
Sunrise reminds me of you
How you used to call me
And bombard me with “Wake up” texts
Rainy days remind me of you
How you sing me to sleep ---
How you hush me whenever I weep
Sunny days remind me of you
Memories of us running and laughing
Trying to enjoy and chase time
Sound of crashing waves reminds me of you
How we sit at the seashore
While giving each other reassurance
Mountains remind me of you
How we talked about climbing
And watching sunset at the peak
Sky reminds me of you
How you tell me to look up
And watch the dancing colors
Or how beautiful the moon is
Or to wait for the falling stars
And whisper a wish
Sunset reminds me of you
How we go to places with best of it
And stay there hugging each other’s soul
Sunset reminds me of you
How you look at me with speaking eyes
And loud inner voice
Sunset reminds me of you
It will always reminds me of you
How you helped me complete my pieces
Just to drop and lost them all again
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
Vladimir Nabokov (via quotemadness)
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jstaspectrum · 5 years ago
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May you have the courage to go places that scare you.
Unknown (via sunsetquotes)
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