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@readernami
I made another thing and I really hope that it posts cause tumblr us getting in my nerves
Anyways qoute by: @underoooos
“I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives. Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses. To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to done, not a background to thought.”
— Jeanette Winterson (via quotemadness)
You were curled in the corner of the bed, completely absorbed in that book, as if it didn't matter that you lived this brutal existence and had only a tiny room too call your own. It didn't matter that you had to work so hard for everything. When you were reading, you were somewhere else. You were someone else.
These Hollow Vows, Lexi Ryan
I wish I was the kind of person who is positive about everything. I try to be...
When people be mean, I smile and reason with myself that there might be a reason behind that behaviour and I shouldn't be mad... When I fail, I talk to myself that there would be another chance....
But then I realise that I'm being fake... I smile when I spite on the inside... I stand up when all I wanna do is give up... I feel lonely and sad and worthless...