Child of the wolves
Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.
written by

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need. i swear to God. 


livin a life of constantly being a little bit sleepy and mildly turned on

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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
written by Sylvia Plath, 3 months before her suicide. (via unabashinglyme)

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And don’t worry about the bits you can’t understand. Sit back and allow the words to wash around you, like music.
written by Roald Dahl, Matilda (via thoughtsforbees)

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Ana Kraš and Devendra Banhart

My heart hurts

Carpet of Claytonia by Keartona on Flickr.
I’m afraid I’ll never finish college. I’m afraid I’ll finish college with student loans I can never pay back. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree and won’t be able to find a job in that field. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree, get the job I dreamed of, and hate it.
written by A Mental Illness Happy Hour listener whose list of fears matches mine four for four. Glad I’m not the only one.
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In case you ever foolishly forget; I am never not thinking of you.
written by Virginia Woolf (via petitekatie)

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