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“Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.”

— A Field Guide to Getting Lost, by Rebecca Solnit

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“Or was my rage my mother’s? Or her mother’s? Or hers? An inherited creature?”

— Letter to My Rage: An Evolution, by Lidia Yuknavitch

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if any of yall are interested in poetry and learning how to read, analyse, and appreciate a poem, check out this free course by the University of York that goes in-depth about reading poetry! i’m taking it now and it’s really good, 10/10 would recommend to anyone who is even a little bit interested in poetry

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the books I’ve read all make up the tiny pieces of my soul; to read them is to read into my heart

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Tell The People You Love That You Love Them By Rachel C. Lewis, December 18th, 2013

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“Friendship is far more tragic than love. It lasts longer.”

— Oscar Wilde (via neckkiss)

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I don’t have to settle for shit that I don’t want. And I’m not.

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Say it with me:

I deserve more than the bare minimum.

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And you wish it would stop. Just stop. But it doesn’t. It’s business as usual. No matter how much it hurts. Nobody knows. But you wish they could. It’s your hurt, and you have to feel it. When they are gone, the world keeps turning even though it feels like you just hit a wall at one hundred miles per hour, heart first. It doesn’t stop. Just you do.