May 2012
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i had the gut feeling i wouldn’t be ready to head home but your trees stopped stooping to touch me the old spare bed lay empty in june tea cups empty on a dirty table my elbows hurt like broken feathers i never had the kind of bones that showed bright white on xrays so we took a long time to say goodbye, blew kisses through open doorways now i sit chanting slightly crazed by...
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I want to lie down like a tired child and weep away this life and my diary shall...
– Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 7 December 1925 (via kaleidoscopedreams)
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I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to...
– Margaret Atwood (via lastchatwithphontaine)
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