But remembering those moments, I still stand in ecstasy, inhaling through the noise of falling rain, the smell of invisible, enduring lilacs
Marcel Proust (via ladymycroft)
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It’s a curse of mine to be sad at night.
Laura Marling (via rainydaysandblankets)
(Source: colourmegreenwich)
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Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus I, 4 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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‘Perhaps they were right in putting love into books,’ he thought quietly. ‘Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.’
William Faulkner, Light in August (via larmoyante)
Posted 2 months ago
I’m beginning to know myself. I don’t exist. I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others made of me. Just let me be at ease and all by myself in my room.
Fernando Pessoa (via dirrtyflowerchild)
(Source: rabbitinthemoon)
Posted 2 months ago
Tell me losing everything is what saved you.
Tell me you finally tasted freedom. Don’t lie.
I see it in your eyes. Women lie to their mothers.
Women do not know how to use their own voices
and resort to things deeper. Don’t lie to me.
Tell me you loved to destroy.
Tell me you need me. Please. You are the bones
of my spine. You are the ground beneath my feet.
You are made of deeper stuff than the earth
can give. Admit it: you are lost without the waiting.
Can you even imagine yourself in paradise?
Even the daughter of gods must know loneliness,
must sometimes want nothing more than to be
trapped in a hell of forevers. Thank me, you queen.
I’ve given you forever.
Tell me you finally tasted freedom. Don’t lie.
I see it in your eyes. Women lie to their mothers.
Women do not know how to use their own voices
and resort to things deeper. Don’t lie to me.
Tell me you loved to destroy.
Tell me you need me. Please. You are the bones
of my spine. You are the ground beneath my feet.
You are made of deeper stuff than the earth
can give. Admit it: you are lost without the waiting.
Can you even imagine yourself in paradise?
Even the daughter of gods must know loneliness,
must sometimes want nothing more than to be
trapped in a hell of forevers. Thank me, you queen.
I’ve given you forever.
Posted 2 months ago
Your silence will not protect you.
Audre Lorde (via ohfairies)
(Source: iamjudithbutler)
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Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.
Reading, writing (of the drabble-y, brain vomit variety), procrastinating, internet-ing, and thinking in the life of a person you may or may not know. In short, stuff of no real consequence. Shorter still, stuff.
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