i have engraved the memory of u onto me , i’ll carry u with me
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John Banville, The Sea
[Text ID: “The past beats inside me like a second heart.”]
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Jane Hirshfield, Assay Only Glimpsable for an Instant
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#angelic / @angejpg
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Hey! i’ve noticed you like rock bands, so i think you might be interested in my current favorite band. They’re a small band from Holland and i really want them to be successful, so i’m just recommending them to random people lmao🥵 Please give them a listen! https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bBFPN7UkFnQ
thank you ! :) i will check them out
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“Grief is a large animal selfish and angry howling of its own hunger its own ache (…)”
— Beyond Survival, ‘I Am Held Back By’ by Aditi Nagrath
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but u are still here through it all
i wasnt supposed to make it this far
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“I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying.”
— Allen Ginsberg from Transcription Of Organ Music (via baroquegoddess)
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why do i still get a painful period each month if jesus already paid the ultimately price.
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theres a vague sadness that follows
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Margaret Atwood, from “Postcard”, Selected Poems II: 1976 - 1986
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Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
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I like it - I’m not gonna crack I miss you - I’m not gonna crack I love you - I’m not gonna crack I killed you - I’m not gonna crack
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“In a tangled way, the green of the trees is part of my blood. Inside me life beats in some distant heart… I was not meant for reality, it was life that sought me out.”
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (tr. by Margaret Jull Costa)
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“Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.”
— Haruki Murakami (via moldmaiden)
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“Her suffering was her armour. Gradually it became her skin. Then she could not take it off.”
— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
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