“I remain—yes, honestly—quiet minded and prepared to face a complete, lasting silence.”— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry wr. c. August 1936 featured in “Diaries,”
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life is so subtle sometimes that you barely notice yourself walking through the doors you once prayed would open.
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all i want is a partner who is way out of my league but thinks that i’m way out of their league and we’ll live together in perfect confused harmony with a dog
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“One of the strongest feelings I remember from my childhood is, precisely, of being humiliated; of being knocked about by words, acts, or situations. Isn’t it a fact that children are always feeling deeply humiliated in their relations with grown-ups and each other? I have a feeling children spend a good deal of their time humiliating one another. Our whole education is just one long humiliation, and it was even more so when I was a child. One of the wounds I’ve found hardest to bear in my adult life has been the fear of humiliation, and the sense of being humiliated. Every time I read a review, for instance — whether laudatory or not — this feeling awakes. To humiliate and be humiliated, I think, is a crucial element in our whole social structure.”— Ingmar Bergman; Interviews with Ingmar Bergman by Stig Bjorkman
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seriously the amount of time I spend just imagining and re-imagining totally made-up scenarios in my head has got to be unhealthy
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“I know it’s impossible to explain this to you. I carry this terrible aching hell in my heart.”— Charles Bukowski, from a letter to Louise Webb featured in Screams From The Balcony: Selected Letters 1960 - 1970 (via q-x)
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