I know and deeply feel this. And that distinction between knowing and feeling, matters enormously...
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I know and deeply feel this. And that distinction between knowing and feeling, matters enormously...
— Greg Santora
Oh how I love to talk to you. I even love that it usually turns into some sort of competition. Even more when I get mad because you are too stubborn and don't give in. It's a show cast of different point of views but in the end, deep in the core, we share the same mindset. We just like to bicker.
— Edgar Allan Poe from “The Sleeper” (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
farms, fish, graveyards
i. The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath / ii. As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980, Susan Sontag / iii. Suddenly, It's December, Margaux Paul / iv. Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another, Jan Heller Levi / v. The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde / vi. The Letters of Gustave Flaubert: 1830-1857, Gustave Flaubert / vii. unknown / viii. @inanotherunivrse / ix. @violentcherries / x. Heaven, Mieko Kawakami (thank u @aworsening for attaching the sources)
Vikram Seth, from Summer Requiem: A Book of Poems; “Things to Say”
Can I still wait for you?
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a poem titled "As unforgettable as you’re forgetful," featured in Moscow in the Plague Years: Poems
At the same time, I wanna hug you, I wanna wrap my hand around your neck. You're an asshole but I love you -P!nk
How can you think that in my words I hide knifes when all I ever gave you was all the softness I was never granted
Virginia Woolf, from a journal entry featured in The Early Diaries of Virginia Woolf
Cecilia Martinez, from a poem titled "Winter Then," featured in A Magnificently Ordinary Romance: Poems