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i have to stop going there (the alternate world in my head)

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did you let me die in your arms in the timeloop

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“Dead does not mean gone.”

“If you can’t feel anything, then I’ll feel everything for the both of us.”

“To truly love another person is to accept that the work of loving of them is worth the pain of losing them.”

“It’s me. It’s you. It’s us.”

— The Haunting Of Bly Manor, Mike Flanagan

[art cr: @/crumbsandgubs on IG // @/volluptatemm on IG // via @/bir.safderun on IG // Ron Hicks ]

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There is so much I want to do, so much I want to achieve and so many goals but I am so tired. I am so tired.

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Could never relate to something more than this

girls who learned all their vocab from books and are now constantly embarrassing themselves by pronouncing words slightly wrong in conversation

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Is it just me or do you ever feel like you don't know who you are anymore, what your interests or passions are anymore, like our souls were once here and now are wandering in search for something which isn't there anymore

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And all my life all I did was imagine, imagine to be someone I would never be and there is not one soul to blame but myself

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"But sometimes, unexpectedly, grief pounded over me in waves that left me gasping; and when the waves washed back, I found myself looking out over a brackish wreck which was illumined in a light so lucid, so heartsick and empty, that I could hardly remember that the world had ever been anything but dead."

- Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

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"and from a thousand miles of soft memories and bad haikus away I let you pull me in, all warm and dry like a towel at the beach, which we lifted like that postcard From the Shade Garden- You are still everywhere, I wish you were here"

- Timmy Chong, from "I Know There's Still a War Outside," Up the Staircase Quarterly (no. 54, 2021)

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I hope that someday when I am gone, someone somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, "I would have loved her."

-Nicole Lyons.

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after every book I read

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my personality constantly switches between a pretentious literature professor and a wise illiterate idiot, there is no in between.

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I lost my mind to understand yours

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I am a million times jealous of people that can express their emotions through words

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Mood: deewar pe sar thok kar mar jane ka man

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The sheer intimacy of putting flowers in the hair of your beloved.

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Perhaps it's good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he's happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art, after all, but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?

Aldous Huxley (b. 26 July 1894) Antic Hay