Take me as I am.

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[herheadinfilmspodcast]

James Baldwin: From Another Place (Sedat Pakay, 1973)

[seaphine]

I think true love is when two people make each other love themselves more.

[herzenskoffer]

UFF.

[lucy-the-wyrm]

The thing I keep thinking is, what is the price of love? And how much is too much? At what point do you look at the choices you're making and decide the price is too high? How much should we sacrifice for someone we care about?

Daydream - Hannah Grace

[remanence-of-love]

[acurlygirlamy1]

If you can't stop thinking about someone or something. Explore it. There's a reason....

[quotespile]

“There are all kinds of things in the world I don’t understand, but I really wanted to understand you.”

— Mieko Kawakami, Heaven

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[quotespile]

“What happens when people open their hearts? ‘They get better.’”

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

[litsnaps]

[litsnaps]

[somewordsarebiggerthanothers]

[quotespile]

“Laugh all you want, but I think learning to love yourself in a country where you’re told that you’re a plague on the economy, that you’re nothing but a prisoner in the making, that your life can be taken away from you at any moment and there’s nothing you can do about it — learning to love yourself in the middle of all that? Hell, that’s a goddamn miracle.”

— Jason Mott, Hell of a Book

[quotefeeling]

“Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.”

— Marianne Williamson

[litsnaps]

[quotespile]

“Most marriages worked in the same way that stories are said to do, through the suspension of disbelief. It wasn’t, in other words, perfection that sustained them so much as the avoidance of certain realities.”

— Rachel Cusk, Transit

[bloombound]

[dreamer-but-realist]

[natreads]

The leaves are turning