May 2013
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I am drowning in my dream; I do not exist in reality.
– Mako (via larmoyante)
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La mélancolie se lève chaque matin une minute avant moi. Elle est comme...
– Christian Bobin
” La présence pure: Et autres textes”
(via feuille-d-automne)
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time to catch up on game of thrones
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She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of...
– from A Storm Of Swords by George R.R. Martin (via seabois)
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sunrise-surf:
i want to meet myself from someone else’s point of view
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I’ll walk forever with stories inside me that the people I love the most can...
– Michelle Hodkin (via hellanne)
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How fragile we are, between the few good moments.
– Jane Hirshfield, from “Vinegar and Oil” (via middecember)
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1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a...
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Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze.
– William Carlos Williams (via seabois)
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How sadly the bird in his cage
Watches the butterflies
– Haiku by Issa (via middecember)
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It all boils down to this.
Most people won’t admit it, or don’t even realize it, but
caring for people takes energy out of you.
Investing your time and attention making sure somebody knows
that you love them and that you want to ensure their well-being can drain you:
mentally
emotionally
spiritually
even physically.
Love people, but take care of yourself.
Don’t burn yourself out.
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Sometimes I just lack the energy to socialize with people. I like to be on my own, in my own space. Socializing can get very exhausting. It’s like donating blood. I just need some time to recharge myself. Give me time, and give me space.
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Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable...
– Carl Jung (via middecember)
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Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for...
– No One Belongs Here More Than You, Miranda July (via seabois)
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It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
– Sylvia Plath (via middecember)
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