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I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via floriental)
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Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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Janet Fitch, White Oleander

The way you love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
Keith Miller (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
Charles Bukowski (via petrichour)
I’m breaking my bones
to fit into places I’ve
already outgrown.
Kayla Hollatz, Overgrown [a haiku] (via thetalltwig)

I abhor the Niagara

in winter
the difficult beauty

of its frozen falls
and all they’ve

come to represent.

A poem from House of Deer by Sasha Steensen, reviewed by Molly Sutton Kiefer at The Rumpus. (via therumpus)
I woke up in the morning and I didn’t want anything, didn’t do anything, couldn’t do it anyway, just lay there listening to the blood rush
through me and it never made any sense, anything.
Richard Siken (via sad-plath)

1) A boy telling you you’re pretty won’t make you see the beauty in the fullness of your cheeks, in redness of your lips at 2 in the morning when tequila is making the bar bathroom spin. He can’t take away the ugliness that you see in yourself, you have to do that.

2) You have to be ready to hear someone say they love you. You have to be ready, and you have to be willing, and you have to listen. Because sometimes, they won’t say those three words, they’ll put a blanket over you while you’re watching a movie, they’ll kiss your cheek when they think you’re asleep, they’ll smile when they see you first thing in the morning. But you, you have to be willing to see it, feel it, let it in. Letting someone love you takes practice.

3) Don’t make compromises you can’t live with. Compromise is a different version of what you want, not a whole other Universe.

4) Learn to say no. No - to a movie you don’t want to watch; no - to sex you don’t want to have, no- to a relationship that’s driving you mad. Say no - to things that hurt you, to people that extinguish your fire, to jobs you hate and places that are desolate. There are bad things that we can’t control, bad things that happen and we are sucked into and have to feel with every fibre of our being, but the rest - learn to distance yourself, learn to say no.

5) Don’t expect people to walk through fire for you - not your parents, not your friends, not the person you’re in love with. Love doesn’t mean sacrifice, love shouldn’t mean sacrifice. Don’t expect someone to give away pieces of them, so they could fit you better. And don’t feel hurt when they refuse to - it’s self-preservation. Instead - learn from them. Do it as well.

6) Don’t tether yourself to people. Learn to make connections, to love, with both your feet steady on the ground. Learn to let people pass through your life; like a summer breeze, not a storm that’s just been unleashed.

7) Learn the difference between growth and growing up before it’s too late. Rooftops and water fights and ice cream for breakfast can be a part of your life at 10, 25, or 35. But by the time you’re 35 you need to learn to say enough, to be able to walk away, you need to be able to love yourself. Love yourself the way you loved yourself at 10, before the world had a chance to fill your head with ugliness.

m.v., The list of things I learned before turning 22, pt.1. (via findingwordsforthoughts)
I have lost too much time
trying to remember you
when I should have
channeled all this energy
on recalling who I was
before you. I existed then,
I exist now, and I shall
continue to exist long
after you have tainted
everything I have ever
known about love and loss.
I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands.
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women (via larmoyante)
I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly
As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands.
I am nobody.
Sylvia Plath, excerpt of Tulips (via camilla-macauley)
I will dream today; for I must unscrew my head somehow.
Virginia Woolf (via thatkindofwoman)
Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I’m heavy, like there’s too much gravity on my heart.
Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer (via larmoyante)
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Meg Howrey, The Cranes Dance

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Meg Howrey, The Cranes Dance

It’s not about the words. It’s about the memories lost inside the words.
Virginia Woolf, from Selected Letters (via c-ovet)