VirginiaSylviaGloria

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There is a charge

For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge   For the hearing of my heart—— It really goes.

And there is a charge, a very large charge   For a word or a touch   Or a bit of blood

Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.   So, so, Herr Doktor.   So, Herr Enemy.

I am your opus, I am your valuable,   The pure gold baby

That melts to a shriek.   I turn and burn. Do not think I underestimate your great concern.

Ash, ash— You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there——

(...)

Beware Beware.

Out of the ash I rise with my red hair   And I eat men like air.

[virginiasylviagloria]

I see myself as that kind of person. Maybe some other people don’t, but then I asked myself ‘what’s the point of seeing their shitty version? Do I become a better person? No. Do I become more “humble”? Maybe, but what’s it for?’ I think I’m better off believing that I’m actually the person that I want to be, or anyway that I’m close enough.

Heard

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I am not the one who lasts. But I do go into people’s lives and I do fuck them up. And I do make them more alive than they were before but never will I be the one who lasts. And I will take that fully.

[virginiasylviagloria]

Du förlorade ju målet. Du förlorade din strid. Men, något säger mig att du har gett dessa händelser tid. Det är något här som ändrats och jag tror jag vet vad det är. Livet är dig ej längre kärvt, för här står du mot det och ler.

Anna von Hausswolff

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There is one path in the world that none can walk but you. Where does it lead? Don’t ask, walk!

Nietzsche

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Heartbreak asks us not to look for an alternative path, because there is no alternative path. It is an introduction to what we love and have loved, an inescapable and often beautiful question, something and someone that has been with us all along, asking us to be ready for the ultimate letting go.

Whyte

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Heartbreak is how we mature; yet we use the word heartbreak as if it only occurs when things have gone wrong: an unrequited love, a shattered dream… But heartbreak may be the very essence of being human, of being on the journey from here to there, and of coming to care deeply for what we find along the way.

Whyte

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one gets a bad habit of being unhappy.

George Eliot

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The anger was vast and it came out of nowhere. It was the rage of something not fitting; the frustration of trying to put something in a box that is slightly too small. You try moving the shape around in the hope that some angle will make it fit in the box. Slowly comes an apprehension that this might not, after all, be possible. And finally you know it won’t fit, know there is no way it can fit, but this doesn’t stop you using brute force to try to crush it in, punishing the bloody thing for not fitting properly. That was what it was like: but I was the box, I was the thing that didn’t fit, and I was the person smashing it, over and over again, with bruised and bleeding hands.

Macdonald

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Tonight I love you in a way that you have not known in me: I am neither worn down by travels nor wrapped up in the desire for your presence. I am mastering my love for you and turning it inwards as a constituent element of myself. This happens much more often than I admit to you, but seldom when I’m writing to you. Try to understand me: I love you while paying attention to external things. At Toulouse I simply loved you. Tonight I love you on a spring evening. I love you with the window open. You are mine, and things are mine, and my love alters the things around me and the things around me alter my love.

Simone de beauvoir

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Humans are biologically predisposed to avoid sadness, and they respond to sad moods by seeking opportunities for mood repair and vigilantly protecting themselves against whatever might be making them sad.

Adam Alter

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love addict 

[virginiasylviagloria]

You recognize them with such certainty because you already, in a certain sense, know them; and because you have quite literally been expecting them, you feel as though you have known them for ever, and yet, at the same time, they are quite foreign to you. They are familiar foreign bodies.

Phillips

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i waited for you to fall in love with someone else … but you didn’t & now i’m faced with the biggest terror of my life, knowing i am enough even at my worst for you to love me all your life.

Joseph Pintaouro

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People understand you perfectly well. And if you do not understand yourself, it is not their fault.

Chekhov