“Não venha roubar minha solidão, se não tiver algo mais valioso para oferecer em troca.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche.
Source: literarios
Jane Austen, Persuasion
Emily Browning
i am not a whole person. parts of me died in the house i grew up in
Introducing yourself to people is so embarrassing. Like hey this is my stupid fucking name, I enjoy exactly 3 things, and am clearly anxious. please don't immediately hate me
@jtl-fics smithy:
littleladyyoda-deactivated20230
Whenever I'm with my parents, there's always four of us in the room: my mom, my dad, me, and all the years of repressed, unspoken trauma that we'll continue to silently ignore until the end of time.
Call me weak, but I can't do this anymore. It's been way too long and it will never end. These thoughts.
“I'm a master at speaking silently, all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One.
Please be patient with me. Sometimes when I’m quiet it’s because I need to figure myself out. It’s not because I don’t want to talk. Sometimes there are no words for my thoughts.
– Kamla Bolanos
““The words you speak become the house you live in.” - Hafiz”
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I feel so misunderstood and so misread constantly that it makes me tired…..like very very tired
“that’s ok i understand!!!!” but it actually made me sick to my stomach
i never felt loved by my family which is why i always searched for it in the worst places because when you’re about to die of thirst, even a drop of poison tastes like heaven.
