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[wedarkacademia]

[elleestcommelalune]

“I was not a lovable child, and I’d grown into a deeply unlovable adult.

—Gillian Flynn, Dark Places

[holly-mckenzie]

HALKA: 1.13 / 1.15

[0ut-of-my-head]

Smile, Cihangir. It makes me feel better.

Müjde ©

requested

[arcane-ruminationss]

cihangirim ♥️

[princessnamora]

Müjde Akay | 1x08

[holly-mckenzie]

[arcane-ruminationss]

ayeee 🥺♥️♥️♥️♥️

[princessnamora]

Müjde Akay | 1x05

[arcane-ruminationss]

güzelim ♥️

[arcane-ruminationss]

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

[arcane-ruminationss]

Virginia woolf really said "How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn't pull the trigger"

I-

[arcane-ruminationss]

Oh, from where does this "strange, strong impulse of wanting to leave everything, and everyone behind and run away" come from?

[arcane-ruminationss]

I can not fix on the hour, or the spot, or the looks or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago, I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

-Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

[arcane-ruminationss]

When Oscar Wilde said, "who are you? To define is to limit." And when Virginia Woolf said, "A woman. Yes, but a million other things as well."

[arcane-ruminationss]

"....I am glad the rain is coming down hard. Its the way I feel inside."

-Sylvia Plath

[arcane-ruminationss]

"Time to unwind"

*proceeds to lay down, stare at the ceiling, overthink about everything and cry*

[arcane-ruminationss]

Just by looking at it, my eternally anxious heart feels at peace, makes me feel like I belong .... such is the beauty of the moon.

[arcane-ruminationss]

"I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you are everything that exists, the reality of everything."

-Virginia Woolf, Night And Day

[arcane-ruminationss]

"I've never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life."

-Fernando Pessoa, The Book Of Disquiet