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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@themoonandseasons
No, we're not soulmates. This is not divine intervention. And this is most certainly not chance. I willed this. I knit the threads of fate myself until they spelled your name.
I love you intentionally. I love you with every bit of conscience I was born with.
— marsadist (via twitter)
Talking to Ghosts, by Sienna Gonzales.
— Mary Lambert, Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across; "You Are with the Wrong Person" (via lunamonchtuna)
𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨, 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯
Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius, translated by Babette Deutsch, from “You Appeared,”
one day I woke up and realised all the waiting and yearning was actually me living my life and it’s happening right now and it’s still good even if it’s not perfect and there is no moment when all your dreams get fulfilled and everything makes sense. like… this is it. this is life. you’ll waste away your youth waiting for some imagined future if you don’t love life for what it is now and make the most of it
firm believe that not everything happens for a reason, sometimes things are just cruel. and they shouldn’t have happened and it’s not supposed to be a lesson because we never deserved such thing.
Katherine May, from Wintering: How I learned to Flourish when Life became Frozen
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, from "The Complete Novels of Mary Shelly,"
@ryebreadgf / The Truth About Grief, Fortesa Latifi / bone deep, m.v.e / Sidewalk, Richard Silken / unknown / 60 hours, m.v.e / @itsblackleader / Salt, Nayyirah Waheed / @heavensghost
Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
I come home—and I have a feeling of returning like a ghost to its haunt.
Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry featured in A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals 1897-1909
