[on-myownwave]

I’ve all but given up on life at this point. I can’t do anything. Maybe in the next one I’ll be something.

[paper-wounds]

via

[mournfulroses]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a poem titled "Interim," featured in The Complete Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay

[paper-wounds]

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[paper-wounds]

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[mournfulroses]

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends

[paper-wounds]

[mournfulroses]

Li Qingzhao, from a poem titled "Late Spring," featured in The Complete Poems of Li Qingzhao

[paper-wounds]

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[paper-wounds]

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[mournfulroses]

Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933

[paper-wounds]

Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"

[paper-wounds]

[vexheart]

[remanence-of-love]

[l1amaani]

[nothingspecialjustasoul]