ruheobel
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Mon activité dépend de ma motivation, qui fluctue selon les jours et la température.
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ruheobel · 12 days ago
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ruheobel · 13 days ago
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I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don't ask me who I am.
Sylvia Plath
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ruheobel · 16 days ago
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—Anaïs Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934"
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ruheobel · 16 days ago
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Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping
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ruheobel · 16 days ago
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ruheobel · 18 days ago
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June 6, 1914 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
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ruheobel · 19 days ago
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Josef Bsharah
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ruheobel · 19 days ago
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Sylvia Plath, aged 25, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (dated April 13, 1958)
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ruheobel · 22 days ago
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Clarice Lispector, from a letter to Fernando Sabino featured in Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector
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ruheobel · 23 days ago
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May Sarton - Recovering: A Journal (original)
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ruheobel · 23 days ago
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Ocean Vuong, Night Sky With Exit Wounds
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ruheobel · 24 days ago
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“She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head.”
— Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via poetic–rose)
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ruheobel · 24 days ago
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ruheobel · 24 days ago
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Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
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ruheobel · 24 days ago
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“And it was true, I had always realized it; I hadn’t the right to exist. I had appeared by chance, I existed like a stone, a plant, a microbe. My life grew in a haphazard way and in all directions. Sometimes it sent out vague signals; at other times I felt nothing more than an inconsequential buzzing.”
- Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea.
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ruheobel · 1 month ago
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ruheobel · 1 month ago
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