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“Nothing kills you like your mind”

My 6 word story (via ocean-wavezz)
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Sep 14, 2014

“Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.”

Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours (via cactuslungs)
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Sep 14, 2014

“I remember that I stood on the library steps holding my books and looking for a minute at the soft hinted green in the branches against the sky and wishing, as I always did, that I could walk home across the sky instead of through the village.”

Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle (via seabois)
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Sep 13, 2014

How could I know you fit my body like a glove? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.

I have time. Please, devour me.


Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour  (via sexpansion)
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Sep 12, 2014

“I am hands

and face

and feet

and things inside of me 
that I can’t see.”

Laura Riding, “Forgotten Girlhood” (via larmoyante)
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Sep 12, 2014

“A thousand dreams within me softly burn.
From time to time my heart is like some oak
whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.”

Arthur Rimbaud, from “Evening Prayer,” Arthur Rimbaud: Complete Works, trans. Paul Schmidt (Harper Perennial Modern Classics, 2008)
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XQ.