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@blackkroses
"I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive."
Broken souls are mended everyday by mended souls that were once broken.
He's that piece of insanity that makes the most sense.
The foolishness in the midst of logic.
Denial is my best friend who likes to braid my hair and call me pretty.
My body is consumed by rage, years of it. Pain is the one thing keeping me from drowning, cause the alternative might as well be lost in centuries of existence.
"If her hate makes me this savage, one drop of her love would corrupt me to my core."
"Mi manchi come al sole mancano tutte le stelle e la luna quando affonda oltre l'orizzonte."
I miss you as the sun misses all the stars and the moon when it sinks beyond the horizon
She was the sun and I was the moon, the two of us forever cycling through night and day as we tried to evade one another, but eternally chasing the other too.
"I cieli si scrontrano per te, carina."
The heavens collide for you.
I am your moonlight as you are my stars
You are my moon, my stars and all my desires
β Virginia Woolf, letter to Vita Sackville-West (March 1928)
β Sylvia Plath, Mad Girlβs Love Song (1953)
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β Fyodor Dostoevsky, from βNotes from Undergroundβ, tr. by R. Pevear and L.Volokhonsky
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
β Edgar Allan Poe
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce
[Text ID: βThis heart is sore and sad. Crossed in love?β]