I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself.
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I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself.
Ruta Sepetys (via quotemadness)
It was a relief and a horror to be known so perfectly
Micah Nemerever
I want it, I got it
My reasons for doing things:
1. Spite 2. The Aesthetic
That’s it.
“I knew no end to desiring you.”
—Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse
You alone were my fate, I would have done anything for you.
Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; “Prologue” (via luthienne)
I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.
I have become rather fearful I suppose. (via dollpoetry)
something: *is none of my god DAMN business* me: 🔍👀📝
I kept it all bottled up. Then, what should have been tiny drops of rain, poured out like a river. They were inside too long. I kept them hidden, so no one would know. And I nearly drowned myself.
I promise you, no one judges me more harshly than I do myself.
Sue Monk Kidd, The Mermaid Chair (via aeoelu-archived)
The deeper the wound, the more private the pain.
Isabel Allende, Paula (via quotefeeling)
i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it
You want a better story. Who wouldn’t?
Richard Siken, from Litany In Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out in “Crush” (via adrasteiax)
how the fuck do yall relax in the presence of another human……how 2 stop performing
stress out? no. stress in. internalize that shit and tell no one.