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[kiyomie]

The sun was starting to set. We were running to a tree on a hill. The three of us…were racing. Eren brought up the idea and took off out of nowhere… mikasa ran too but stayed behind him on purpose… and of course I was dead last. But the breeze was nice and warm that day. Just running felt good… leaves fluttered everywhere. and… for some reason I thought then. maybe… the reason I was born… was so that the three of us could be racing there. I thought the same when I read books at home on a rainy day. When a squirrel ate some nuts I gave it. When we walked around the market too. I felt it. That these trivial moments might actually be precious. 

Shingeki no Kyojin (2009-2021) Thank You Isayama

[antigonick]

“There’s how I don’t answer the phone, and how I sometimes like to lie down on the floor in the kitchen and pretend I’m not home when people knock. There’s daytime silent when I stare, and a nighttime silent when I do things. There’s shower silent and bath silent and […] car silent and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore. That’s how this machine works.”

— Ada Limón, excerpt of “The Quiet Machine”, in Bright Dead Things

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Kim Addonizio, from Tell Me: Poems; “Onset,” published c. September 2000 (x)

[sukunababy]

Chapter 1 Chapter 139

[moon1ike]

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. October 1931 featured in “The Diaries of Virginia Woolf,” | art (x) | Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh | Beya Rebai - Robot | Florence and the Machine -No Choir | art (x), art (x) by Charlotte Ager

[shisasan]

𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[n5fw]

Visit Original Link

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. July 1932 featured in “The Diaries of Virginia Woolf,”

[holly-warbs]

two blues.

[sollertias]

Ofelia by Ernest Hébert, c. 1910 (details)

[ojibwa]

the crushing guilt of being unproductive vs the exhaustion of being burned out. fight.

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[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Rumpelstiltskin,” written c. 1965

[quotefeeling]

“I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days. And thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.”

— Unknown

[whiterabbit9]

Flower Man 🌹 re : 127

[quotemadness]

“Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.”

— Vladimir Nabokov

[confusedcrow]

so i fused my two favorite things together ( ◞･౪･)