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I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
Lemony Snicket (via xuf)
It was sometime in October, she had long ago lost track of all the days and it really didn’t matter because one was like another and there were no nights to separate them because she never slept anymore.
Sylvia Plath (via durianquotes)
Tell me how your bones broke together and how you took their dust and sloppily flew it up your rounded nose because maybe you couldn’t quite fully let go of yourself. And tell me how high you got off on your own splintering, how it made you believe, through spiraling eyes and cough-syrup marinated brain, that this, right here, was something great.
Excerpt from: Poem For 12 Year Old Kid at My Therapeutic School Who is 6 Weeks Sober, Alma Blood (via euo)
Too sugary too angry too perverse – the sick sweet rotting of the human heart.
Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss (via soracities)
Too sugary too angry too perverse – the sick sweet rotting of the human heart.
Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss (via soracities)
Too sugary too angry too perverse – the sick sweet rotting of the human heart.
Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss (via soracities)
“I don’t feel the sickness yet, but it’s in the post. That’s for sure. I’m in the junkie limbo at the moment. Too ill to sleep. Too tired to stay awake, but the sickness is on its way. Sweat, chills, nausea. Pain and craving. A need like nothing else I’ve ever known will soon take hold of me. It’s on its way.”
Trainspotting (1996)
“I don’t believe in sexuality, when I fall in love I fall in love with the person, not with their crotch.”
Marilyn Manson (via marilyn-manson-is-new-god)
Art, I think, is a question mark. I don’t think it should ever be an answer.
Marilyn Manson (via marilyn-manson-is-new-god)
I mean, that’s the sad fact of finding out ignorance is bliss, when you find out that you can’t change the world. I can barely change my pants.
Marilyn Manson (via marilyn-manson-is-new-god)
💀EVERYTHING GOTH💀
Give me two hours a day of activity, and I’ll take the other twenty-two in dreams.
Salvador Dalí (via quotemadness)
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
Sylvia Plath (via quotemadness)
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath (via lomasdope)