May 2013
“I begin to wish for firelight, and privacy, and the limbs of one person.”
– Virginia Woolf “The Waves” (via good-morning-scarecrow)
oh hello side effects, nauseous as hell :(
“I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.”
– Simone de Beauvoir (via mirroir)
internal war
half of me just wants to crawl into bed, avoid the world, and cry and cry and cry
the other realises I need to pull myself together, sort all the things, and do my fucking work
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had an evening of honest conversation and tears and joint apologies and now I’m not really sure what to do with myself
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“He had simply typed the words something beautiful into the Google images box. Up...”
– Ali Smith, There But For The
“With dispassionate despair, with entire disillusionment, I surveyed the dust...”
– Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)
everything is shit and I have the shakes. GR8.
Night descended like a blanket, on the house Where...
overthinking + odd pains in my leg = awake at 8am :(
questions left unspoken
do you remember when we would sit in your room and play playstation games and ‘mosh’ to a cd called something like ‘sk8r boi tunes’ that I helped mum choose for your birthday? Is there any of that person left? (That’s the person I miss, not you, now)
Just found the following in my drafts which I first rediscovered from an old facebook ‘note’ of a quiz thing that resurfaced when they changed the profile layout…
37.Do you forgive or forget? forgive. I never forget, disadvantage of having a sometimes too good memory tbh
well, some things don’t change.
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“But what could be more absurd? It is, in fact, on the stroke of six; it is a...”
– Virginia Woolf, ’Street Haunting’
