May 2010
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“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.”
– William Wordsworth (via julie911) (via quote-book) I practically live by this quote. (via 52hearts)
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“It’d be easier if you needed me too.”
– Build The Moon by Charlotte Sometimes (via lyricallysomething) (via emptynothing) (via lovebot)
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“See when you’re mad, you don’t miss people. So if you stay mad, it’s like you...”
– Uptown Girls (via eletheowl)
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“I should have given you a reason to stay.”
– Death Cab for Cutie, A Lack of Color (via 52hearts)
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milktrees: “Depression, we are saying, is not a disease; it is a natural response to certain types of emotional introspection that result in excessive dreaming.”  Human Givens, 2003, J. Griffin & I. Tyrrell
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head first
It burns, you know? Summer days long, hot and sticky. The air fizzles as though set on fire, the breeze from a thousand hot air balloons whispering thick breaths into your ear, along the nook of your neck. I cannot think. I can only sit in bed, covers pushed off, every few minutes pushing my hair away from my face. Heat. Between my hands and forehead. Between my skin and the world. We are all...
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Fever 103° | Sylvia Plath →
milktrees: I am too pure for you or anyone. Your body Hurts me as the world hurts God. I am a lantern —— My head a moon Of Japanese paper, my gold beaten skin Infinitely delicate and infinitely expensive. Does not my heat astound you. And my light. All by myself I am a huge camellia Glowing and coming and going, flush on flush. I think I am going up, I think I may rise —— The beads of hot metal...
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