The oddest things hurt me. They get stuck in my head and replay over and over.
Unknown (via winterkristall
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In bed at 4PM
I held my pillow
and thought “oh well”
in regards to my entire life.
Tao Lin (via girlchoking
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Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.
Albert Camus, Return to Tipasa (via soulofnefelibata
I broke my own heart loving you.
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I act and react, and suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?’
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
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