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allison; 20; she/her; i was here for a really long time and then i left and now i'm back
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iameverysparklywoman

All art is literally just an attempt at grappling with the fact that we have no way of knowing if the minds of other people are actually real.

any and all attempts to translate your lived experience into something tangible to communicate with other people is an acknowledgement that your consciousness ends where your body ends and what you experience as truth must be translated so that what is instinctively known by you can be even vaguely grasped by someone outside of “you” and can enter into their truth

#anneka WHY are you a FUCKING GENIUS#text
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goodreadss
“I don’t care, I love you anyhow. It is too late to turn you out of my heart. Part of you lives here.”

— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters

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#for her#words
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beachdeath
You are too timid to embark upon a future without having it thoroughly explained in advance— which is plainly impossible. What seems a sense of responsibility on your part, and honorable as such, is at bottom the official’s spirit, childishness, a will broken by your father. Change this for the better, this is what to work at, this is what you can do at once. And that means, not to spare yourself… for sparing yourself is impossible; this apparent sparing of yourself has brought you today to the verge of your destruction… One cannot spare oneself, cannot calculate things in advance. You haven’t the faintest idea of what would be better for you. Tonight, for example, two considerations of equal strength and value battled in you at the expense of your brain and heart, you were equally worried on both their accounts; hence the impossibility of making calculations. What is left? Never again degrade yourself to the point where you become the battleground of a struggle that goes on with no regard as it were for you, and of which you feel nothing but the terrible blows of the warriors. Rise up, then. Mend your ways, escape officialdom, start seeing what you are instead of calculating what you should become. 
#///FUCKING CLOCKED#franz kafka#words#safekeeping
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thediverismylove
“I am just deeply allergic to subtext, and I really can’t keep a lot of things inside. You can—for a while—look past the problems, but for yourself, you can’t really look past anything. You can repress, and you can try and be blind, but you will always be hobbled. I think one will always be hobbled by what they’re trying to hide in themselves—that burden will always make a weird emotional posture for you.”
#///not that it hasnt already been said but oh my god!!! her MIND#jenny slate#words#safekeeping
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exit152

hey, can we do this jerry spinelli style cuz i can’t stop talking and i think that might help

i keep saying stuff! make me shut up! i just wanna scream, like, i wanna yell into a big wide desert, all sand, all star-girl style, and when that shriek hits god’s ear i want her to shake it back over me like a dog outta water. and i keep complaining abt being lonely, and i keep complaining abt being-with-or-without-love. and i’m not gonna pressure u, but i wanna kno if there’s any chance u would wanna maybe take a walk tonite? see i’m feeling a little crooked in my heart . i’m feeling a little like an entire Pavement album played for the first time in my car, driving a long time and then all of a sudden pulling over to cry bcuz idk how to listen to loretta’s scars without trying 2 shake myself outta my own body.  the problem tonite is that i’m feeling a little like the Old Me. and i’m not that girl anymore, but i used 2 b her. i’m not that girl anymore but i still love her the same. it’s all very confusing. i mean, keeping every version of ur life spitting distance.  so, like i said, do u wanna take a walk? look. look. hey. sorry. look! it’s just hard for me 2 feel good when i just keep pickin up and putting down my old selves. i keep holding the skins up in the mirror like dejected school outfits. so hey, maybe u don’t wanna walk. ya, i kno u probably aren’t feeling like it. but would u maybe wanna go on a drive? i promise we don’t have 2 go far, but we can just go as long as u want, and if maybe that means we don’t stop driving for a few days, and i get 2 kiss my right-now-voice up 2 the universe in the middle of a flat catalogue of sand & cactus, then i’m not gonna protest

#exit152#words#oh my fucking god wow#it sure is gemini season isnt it#for her