September 2011
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I’ve always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute...
– The Book of Disquiet
Fernando Pessoa
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Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination...
– Fernando Pessoa (via apathie)
that means no where i come from
pittedpeach:
Soak her body in syrup until her skin feels thick, then throw her in the river to sweeten the banks.
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Being born a woman is an awful tragedy… Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with...
– Sylvia Plath (via periferie)
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