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I am so tired of breathing life into a body that has been decaying since what feels like forever.
A.F. Wrighter
“A book can teach you, a conversation can assure you, a poem can seduce you, a genius can inspire you but only you can save yourself.”
— Anthony Anaxagorou
i hate how you are my template of love
They should invent a form of existence that isn't just an endless loop of waking up and feeling misunderstood and alone
We are all just beautifully haunted houses. Tell me what’s rattling the chains in your attic, and I’ll show you my basement ghosts.
having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.
“The hardest part was pretending I was okay so you would not feel guilty.”
I was even willing to sin just to hold your hands once.
-HT
Edgar Allan Poe, from a letter to Helen Whitman featured in “The last letters of Edgar Allan Poe to Sarah Helen Whitman,”
You owe it to yourself to move on and make healthier choices.
what’s the point of finding myself anyway, even historians discover the dead.
A.F. Wrighter
will they ever meet the morning sun? they who stood in the rain till every self came undone?
A.F. Wrighter
close your eyes once, and look. that darkness is a part of you.
A.F. Wrighter
read her her favourite book, that's a valid way of flirting.
Real intimacy is when someone wants to understand your triggers instead of blaming you for having them