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"How many graves will I need, to bury everything that died inside of me?"

To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.

-PLEASE REBLOG THIS YOU MAYBE ARE SAVING SOMEONES LIFE

You are special and amazing , If you need to talk or some help send me a dm and I will talk to you.

you havent experienced jealousy until you read the raven cycle and want to be apart of gansey’s band of merry men. or whatever.

Exotic

It does not matter where you are from There are places you haven't been People to you are strangers But you're strangers to them No matter where you Go you'll always Be diff'rent To some One

I’ve read more true things on tumblr today alone than I have anywhere all my life

This shit is insane

“Do you ever miss yourself? The person you were before you had your first heartbreak or before you got betrayed by a person you trusted?”

— Unknown

Nizar Qabbani // Franz Kafka

— Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

LizzieOrmian.redbubble.com

—Virginia Woolf

Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.

— William Faulkner.

Made to love, but not to be loved; made to understand, but not to be understood; always the poet, never the poetry.

— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

Sometimes, it isn’t the one who takes your breath away, it’s the one that reminds you to breathe.

k.b. // by jennifer johnson

Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Song,"

Andrea Gibson

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Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me

If hurting me does not hurt you, you don’t love me. You’re using me.

k.b // by jerry flowers jr

— roach-works

Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin.”

Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"

— Arthur Miller, The Crucible

stay safe because i like being alive at the same time as you.

Intimacy is not just physical. To crave a persons presence and energy rather than just their body is the purest form of intimacy.