drowning in ellipses
drowning in ellipses
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"I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all."
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via larmoyante)
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So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

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The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)
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indikos:

burned my hand curling my hair today
worth it
indikos:

burned my hand curling my hair today
worth it
indikos:

burned my hand curling my hair today
worth it
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ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White
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You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.

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things i wish i could make you understand (via versteur)
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"i’m sad and i want to have a lot of sex"
me (via longlivethestars)