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“She was a mysterious blend of porcelain and iron. She gave off the impression of innocence and ignorance, but this was all she wasn’t.”
— Excerpts from a book I’m trying to finish.
“There’s nothing poetic about being empty.”
— six word story // 3misguidedghosts (via longbottmwrites)
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Anne Carson, from Glass, Irony and God; “The Glass Essay”
How can there live such loneliness in her?
David Harsent, from Salt
“Just for once, I hope that my absence made them feel lonely.”
— — Kim Tan (김탄), from The Heirs (상속자들)
“I — so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely.”
— Virginia Woolf - from The Waves (via watchoutforintellect)
“I am made of more; more than tears, more than heartache, more than all of this.”
— Tyler Knott Gregson (via antigonies)
“What part of yourself did you have to destroy in order to survive in the world this year? But most importantly: what have you found to be unkillable?”
— Arabelle Sicardi, from “The Year in Ugliness,” published in The Poetry Project (via lostcenturies)
I-I need you to tell me that I'm a good person. I know that I can be selfish and narcissitic and self-destructive, but underneath all that, deep down, I'm a good person, and I need you to tell me that I'm good.
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A Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood.
Do you think that if you were falling in space… that you would slow down after a while, or go faster and faster?
a study in unwarranted love: featuring @nikleus.