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I learned to dance with melancholy. I learned to wear my wounds like armor. I learned to forgive myself. I’d tell them I survived, and I’d gladly do it again.

“Melancholia” from Repressed Feelings by Anastasia M. Intishar

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“This is my power… but it's not a gift. It's a curse.”

— Wanda Maximoff, Scarlet Witch Vol. 2 #1

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It takes a huge effort to free yourself from memory.

Paulo Coelho

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If I had to pick one person to be in my corner, it’d be you. Every time.

Emily Henry, Book Lovers

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I let people love me in their own ways, even if it means they’re walking away from me.

10/02/22, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)

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You beg me to pray for you When all my life, all you did was cursing me

— “Your Love Language Was Abuse” from Repressed Feelings by anastasiasyah

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“This unique winter, glistening with cold and sunlight. Blue cold.”

— Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1935-1951; circa March 1936

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“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”

— Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

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“Don’t you worry about me. I’ll always come out on top.”

— Astrid Lindgren, Pippi Longstocking (via perfectquote)

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You made me realize that I will always have fears. But that shouldn’t stop me from being brave and moving forward.

— “Tremble” from A Dictionary of Grief by anastasiasyah

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When I think of death it is a bright enough city,

Mary Oliver, Red Bird

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Looking back, I don’t think we deserve a happy ending, love For we weren’t made for such things

02/16/21 (via anastasiasyah)

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What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

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You’re like the butterfly effect. I know enough about you by knowing nothing about you.

09/22/20, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)

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“i want a life full of soft colours, i want to bathe in roses and drink tea mid-afternoon; i want to watch the sunlight illuminate my room through the blinds, i want to be the sun, i want a library the size of the moon and to feel true reciprocated love—i want to love myself. i want red ribbons in my hair and long walks as the sunsets, i want to set a man’s heart on fire, i want to be fire itself. i want the pretty little things that make life fun.”

— P. A. Bitez From the book ‘Soft Tortures’ (via cherryfoxs)

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"The fact that you're a terrible person won't stop me from loving you."

— 10/06/24 by anastasiasyah

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I love the word “yet”. Especially when I put it behind the voices in my head that tells me to give up, surrender, quit, walk away—suddenly I don’t feel so frustrated anymore. The word tells me, “Don’t give up (yet)—” means it’s okay to take a break and catch a breath, “Don’t surrender (yet)—” means it’s okay to be brave and scared at the same time, “Don’t quit (yet)—” means it’s okay to pause and heal, “Don’t walk away (yet)—” means it’s okay to find other ways.

01/10/22, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)