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— Tony Gaskins
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“Know who you are. Know what you want. Know what you deserve. and don’t settle for less.”
— Tony Gaskins
this anger will soon consume the fragments of my soul eventually. as my way of persisting to endure finally becomes shallow, and i am no longer able to scream in silence. god, it is agonizing how the silence of my rage is beyond my heart can handle. my hands will soon refuse to hold my destructive existence and I'll scream until my last pulse completely fades. I will deliberately let anger slip out of my tongue. I will loudly unsuppress atop the layers of my silenced throat, for all I've done is to endure.
“I gave the wrong people the right pieces of me.”
— Unknown
We could have been happy. I know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know.
Ally Condie / Matched
trying to not let it get to me (it gets to me)
― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
[text ID: I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.]
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
I wanna burry my face in someone’s chest right now til I fall asleep and wake up 4 hours later just to find I’m still in their arms
Museum date???? Coffee shop date???? Art gallery date???? Walk in the park date???? Late night walk date???? Nap time date???
Someone take me to a fucking museum
*lines up my mental illnesses* okay which one of you is responsible for this
i’m a sucker for deep talks, i wanna know what makes you, you
hi tumblr. its been a while.
god gave me the power of losing interest in 0.1 seconds
listen i know you all want me to shut up about dead poets society but i just need to say that every time i watch keating make his speech in the beginning about being food for worms and suddenly the camera is on neil while he talks about them all being dead one day and then it stays on neil for a few seconds i can feel my heart break in my chest
you ever get the urge to slam your head repeatedly into the nearest hard object
i’m sorry i lost it.