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Excalibur (1981)
“I knew I did from the first moment we met. It was not love at first sight exactly, but familiarity. Like: oh, hello, its you. Its going to be you.”
— Mhairi McFarlane
heaven wouldn’t want me, and hell’s afraid i’d take over.
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Nobuyoshi Araki: 'Chiro, My Love' (1994)
"We can ignore reality, but we cannot ignore the consequences of ignoring reality." Ayn Rand.
My heart planted its roots so deeply in this polluted soil; it doesn’t even feel like mine anymore. My soul is tangled around your barbed wire fence, and it hurts more than it should.
I’m afraid. I fear the depths of this ocean I created. And I fear the day I will drown in it; the day I’ll choke with all my unspoken thoughts and the waves of anger will pull me deeper and deeper into the cold water.
I can’t control it anymore; maybe I’m just waiting for something to pull me out, or maybe I want to get lost. So, when my time finally arrives, would you watch me drown?
“Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.”
— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot
“It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.”
— J.K. Rowling