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Have you ever questioned, where would the starting route to my emotions begin? I'm a mix cocktail but from where should I start?

I said, my soul is oh so old, if I lived on Virginia Woolfs era, I would’ve loved her unconditionally, I would’ve made her mine you see and never left her drown in the sea.

Diary of mine; listen to me write.

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Storms of ups and downs with eating disorders since 7 years of age and I think I could say the least I’m setting down on a healthy lifestyle that makes me scintillate like stars at night. Kicking anorexia, bulimia and binge eating in the ass and I’m happy about it.

This picture proves progress, and let me say… progress is progress no matter how small or big. I’m still learning to love myself even if my legs don’t want to grow and stay chickeny haha.

No matter what I have to do in the morning, I will never… I repeat, never be a morning person and will never get used to it, but I’ll be always thankful enough to thank God for giving me another day of breathing and I really can’t complain about that now can I?

#sleeping beauty

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Please come, and bathe me in serenity again.

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West c. December 1926 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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I had to cut off all contact to get my mind right.

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I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.

Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf

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I can only rouse myself by thinking of you. In particular, I want to know 1. how you are. 2. What you are thinking; 3. what feeling; 4. what imagining,

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Jacques Raverat written c. December 1924 (via violentwavesofemotion)