30th August 2014 16:27
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You have to surrender to your mediocrity, and just write. Because it’s hard, really hard, to write even a crappy book. But it’s better to write a book that kind of sucks rather than no book at all, as you wait around to magically become Faulkner. No one is going to write your book for you and you can’t write anybody’s book but your own.
Cheryl Strayed (via maxkirin)
16th May 2014 21:56
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I met the love of my life. He didn’t.
13th May 2014 12:29
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It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.
F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via versteur)
7th May 2014 23:05
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I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via asimetricna-vagina)
27th April 2014 11:39
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Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will
Unknown (via chorall)
15th April 2014 23:53
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Just because someone desires you, it does not mean that they value you.


Read it over.

Again.

Let those words resonate in your mind.
Nayyirah Waheed   (via diveinme)
15th April 2014 23:25
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There’s no quick fix for grief. No shortcuts, no easy answer, no way to erase it. Only time can do that, and even then, just barely.
Alyson Noël, Night Star  (via junecoast)
30th March 2014 10:20
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As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous vermin.
Metamorphosis, by Franz Kafka (via openingsofbooks)
29th March 2014 15:45
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20th March 2014 22:26
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blackpoemusic:

But the writing was the real freedom, because nobody told me what to do there. That was my world and my imagination. And all my life it’s been that way, even now. 

—Toni Morrison