December 2011
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Reblog if your vagina is sad.
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“So, so, Herr Doktor. So, Herr Enemy. I am your opus, I am your valuable,...”
– from “Lazy Lazarus,” Sylvia Plath (via pastarella)
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“I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.”
– Mahatma Gandhi (via -fuckthepeople)
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“By your own efforts waken yourself, watch yourself. And live joyfully. You are...”
– Buddha (via nirvikalpa)
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“A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.”
– Johann Von Goethe (via bsidemyself)
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– “‘My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me. Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak. What are you thinking of? What thinking? What? I never know what you are thinking. Think.’” From T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land, Part II. A Game of Chess (via ledesespoirlamiroir)
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Fragments of a Life: Possibilities????
“I had thought from time to time about making contact with her, but every time the thought arose, the butterflies fluttered in my stomach, my breath shortened, and I quickly drove the possibility from my mind.” (taken out of context from) Waking Up to What you Do, byDiane Rizzetto
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