I Think I Saw You In My Sleep, Darling.

"My thoughts are my doctor's excuse for medicine But I find it healthy to get lost inside my head And come back with all that I can find And write it down on light blue lines." 680 South // The Story So Far

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[amouthfulloflove]

“autoimmune diseases invoke the metaphor of suicide. The body destroys itself from the inside.”

— The Two Kinds of Decay, Sarah Manguso

[sunsetquotes]

“And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.”

— W.B. Yeats

[happyheidi]

[psychotic-romeo]

[dark-academia-bex]

The three Graces, Antonio Canova (1812-1817)

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; December 15th, 1965

Text ID: I am haunted. All my dreams are nightmares.

[thoughtkick]

“I am going to make everything around me beautiful - that will be my life.”

— Elsie de Wolf

[thoughtkick]

“Trauma permanently changes us. This is the frightening truth about betrayal. You never really get over it. At best, you grieve and make some kind of peace with it. But a major life disruption leaves a new normal behind. There’s no going back to who you were before.”

— Unknown

[quotefeeling]

“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.”

— Ferdinand de Saussure

[soracities]

Ilya Kaminsky, ‘Dancing in Odessa’, Dancing in Odessa

[Text ID: “It was April. The sun washed the balconies, April.”]

[flowerytale]

Charlotte Brontë  — Jane Eyre

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[megairea]

Adonis, from The Days (tr. by Samuel Hazo)