a little life by hanya yanagihara // dorothy parker // in a dream you saw a way to survive by clementine von radics // i’d have to think about it - leith ross // don’t know // comet (2014) // shapechangers in the winter by margaret atwood // in a letter to allen grover by martha gellhorn // morning in the burned house by margaret atwood // don’t know
Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive, and will come forth later, in uglier ways.
-Sigmund Freud
And you became like the coffee, In the deliciousness, and the bitterness and the addiction.
-Mahmoud Darwish
if ur wondering what the fuck is wrong with me imagine how i feel
Charles Bukowski // Taste of Cherry (1997) // Atticus // The Lonely ~ Christina Perri // Loneliness ~ Evgeny Matveev // Lonely Hearts Club ~ MARINA // Hannah Nelson // The Conversation ~ Edward Hopper
{David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest/ Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Malwida von Meysenbug wr. c. 1876/ Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters/ IDK You Yet, Song by Alexander 23/ Robert Desnos/ Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares written c. June 1944/ Emily Brontë, from The Collected Novels; "Wuthering Heights,"/ Caroline George, Dearest Josephine/ Srinivas Mishra/ Unknown/ Maria Casarès to Albert Camus, Correspondance, Christmas, 1948/ Unknown}
Dad, I want to get better but its not easy. Sometimes i break myself into pieces just to try and put those pieces back together in a better way. But I can't. So forgive me if you think I'm not trying.
-typicalabdullah
The thing is that when you're sad, even if you have the world, you have no one except yourself. And you can't get away from yourself, no matter how hard you try.
typicalabdullah
{Alice Oseman, Radio Silence/ Emily Palermo, from Untitled/ Franz Kafka, from Diaries/ Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galatea Kazantzaki wr. c. May 1922/ Mahmoud Darwish/ Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; "The Old Portrait"/ Lyric Hunter, from "A Garden," Swallower/ Albert Camus/ Varsha/ Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One}
Sometimes i think if nobody spoke to me, i'd never speak again.
-Alice Oseman
{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}
My mind is out of my control. The emotions the sadness the hopelessness.
So i cut. Because thats something i can control. I can control when to cut, where, how deep. That pain is something i can control.
So i cut.
— Clarice Lispector, from Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector
