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You fool – you are afraid of being alone with you own mind. You just better learn to know yourself, to make sure decisions before it is too late. Your room is not your prison. You are.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
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Eventually you’ll end up where you need to be, with who you’re meant to be with, and doing what you should be doing.
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If this is the only life, then why am I not just doing everything I want to do?
James Franco (via quotemadness)
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It was like straight out of a movie,
The hike
The lake
The wind swept hair
And wavy braids.
We had hamburgers that day, in a little restaurant not 10 minutes from here.
Acoustic music
Whispered through the speakers.
The windows were rolled down so that our hair danced to the twirls of the wind.
We had pulled over to admire the view, at sunset with the occasional passing cars and big cannon laid out before us
Like it was our kingdom.
The music blared
While we twirled haphazardly,
Our laughs were swept away in the wind.
The passers by must have thought we were crazy.
We stepped up unto the ledge and screamed out to the world.
Looking back I wish I would have said,
“Fuck you world”
For this night couldn’t last forever.
Three teenagers
Driving in the stick shift, black car home
We took the country roads
And stuck our head out through the rooftop window.
It felt like we were flying if only for a minute.
It was like grasping the wind.
My head flung back,
Arms outstretched,
Music humming in the background.
The wind carried us into the night.
the power of the wind
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Why am I so afraid to lose you, when you aren’t even mine.
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She was never crazy, she just didn’t let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild.. and sometimes we need people like her. For it’s the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours. And she was always willing to burn for everything she has ever loved.
R.M Drake (via amortizing)
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Do you ever just wake up and want… more? The day is grey and you’re in this same old town with your same old life and something stirs in you - this passion for living, this need for something different. For too long you’ve existed in the dark and now you want colours: sunset oranges and lavender purples and velvet greens - and you want them now, else you feel you might genuinely explode…
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