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time 2 get vulnerable

[windcrys]

“It was summer. I didn’t feel like saying anything. I felt as if I were going along some road of inexpressible sorrow.”

— Takuboku Ishikawa, from “Romaji Diary & Sad Toys,” published c. 1985 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“I could not stop wasting time. It was crazy. I wanted to do something with my life, but instead I went to sleep, or sung in the shower, or sat and stared at the wall. I couldn’t even tell you about anything that I saw. I didn’t talk to anybody. The cicadas kept dying outside, and as I dreamed, my mouth grew thick and venomous with silence.”

— Yiwei Chai, The Jacaranda Years (via crowsummer)

[duxuebing]

Photography by Xuebing Du

Instagram: xuebing.du

[windflowerfairy]

Entering the Kingdom by Mary Oliver

[asoftwrongness]

but i’m a sponge for sorrow

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[adoghurtling]

“Grief will keep you reaching back / for what is not there”

— Adrianne Kalfopoulou, from “Poem in Pieces, a Log,” A History of Too Much

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

“It’s lack of love we die from. (…) Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied.”

— The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood

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[louisminyard]

oh this made me miserable

[3lliebaby]

art installation found on my college campus

[inferior]

Anna Matilda Hallberg

[catcrumb]

[ps1]

夕暮れ桜

[ghvstxii]

my neighbor totoro [となりのトトロ ] + nature & rain

[werenotreallystrangers]

[angria]

“Today you want nothing because wanting comes too close to feeling.”

— Anybody, ‘Bouquet’ by Ari Banias (via decreation)

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