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❝“You can’t love someone until you love yourself first,”
bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you. Oh, God.
I loved you so much
I forgot what hating myself felt like.“
No, but they reached for each other
THEY REACHED FOR EACH OTHER
who are the most beautiful people you've ever seen and why are they your parents in pictures from when you were a baby
“My favorite means of communication is otherworldly: dreams—meeting in dreams.”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak , (A Russian Psyche: The Poetic Mind of Marina Tsvetaeva)
The best revenge is none. Heal, move on, and don’t become like those who hurt you.
we need a button for mutuals' goodnight posts that u can click to say goodnight. tumblr get on this
I love how different forms of art are all obsessed with each other. A book tries to capture the feeling of music, a painting tries to depict a scene in a book, a song tries to paint a picture. And it's always insufficient. No single form of art can encapsulate another form of art and capture the essence of it – but it tries, and its attempts are impossibly compelling. All the forms of art are in love with each other and spend so much time trying to express what makes the other kinds of art so lovely.
