[petrichour]

If you forget everything else about me, please remember this. I walked down that street and I never looked back and I love you. I love you. I love you so much that I shall hate you for ever for today.

John Fowles, “The Magus” 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Day after day I think of you as soon as I wake up. Someone has put cries of birds on the air like jewels.

Anne Carson, from Short Talks 

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[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I wonder at my morbid obsession with day-dreams this past month.

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals 

[powerandpathos]

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[craigslits]

[flowersinoctober]

me every time i see a pretty girl: *taps the shoulders of everyone else around* hey wow did you see the most beautiful girl in the world just now……….did you see….dont stare…..are you sure you saw…….

[ontheinsideiam]

on the inside i am swimming in memories and 2013 bottom shelf merlot

[paintdeath]

I feel so so oso so sick

[blankslate]

sext: let’s google ‘lucid dreaming’ and practice every night until we both create the same landscapes and situations in our sleep wherein we can meet one another, and when we wake up in the morning we can turn to one another and smile knowing that we’ve just shared the same experience even though we’ve ostensibly been separated by the distance of our planes of consciousness all night long

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I think one of the worst forms of child abuse is injecting them with a terminal sense of guilt. parents who constantly use guilt as a disciplinary tactic end up raising children who are unable and afraid to stand up for themselves. they are taught that their needs are unimportant, that they’re selfish for trying to individuate, and that they don’t really matter. they essentially begin to look at themselves as a burden, as something to be tolerated instead of loved - how cruel is it to make a person feel apologetic for their own existence?

the worst part is that since the abuse isn’t “actively” vicious, it’s difficult to identify it. when a person is raised on guilt, they have difficulty establishing boundaries, and they have difficulty developing themselves spiritually. as such, they’re more likely to become victims of further abuse in their adulthood. when something bad happens to them, they assume they deserved it.

it’s the people who apologize for everything, it’s the people who deprive themselves of things that are good for them, it’s the people who end up isolating themselves from others because they feel inherently damaged.

guilt is a poison and the only antidote is compassion

[fyp-philosophy]

The tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we cannot be. At times I would give anything in the world to no longer be connected by anything to this universe of men.

Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959 

[endless-unfolding]

I say, leave me alone, this is my winter,  I will stay here if I choose.

Margaret Atwood, from “Hesitations outside the door,” Selected Poems: 1966-1984 (Oxford University Press, 1990)

[sqwashedbug]

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you follow me  everywhere that i go  you’re in my dreams  oh my god  you’re haunting me  you’re in the air  you’re in my head  oh my god  i can’t be still  even in my bed  oh my god  you’re in my head

[nereiids]

Why are you so in love with things unbearable?

Sophocles, Electra (transl. Anne Carson)

[victoriajoan]

[…] still clutching at moons and echoes and emptiness and shadow.

Margaret Atwood, from The Door 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…How odd, I sometimes feel that a “shadow-self” has taken me over. A superficial though charming—I suppose charming!—“social” personality. But the deeper person, the spirit, the psyche, remains stubbornly hidden.

Joyce Carol Oates, from a diary entry