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can’t hurt me anymore
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Your daily dose of cats memes
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(via violentwavesofemotion)
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~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
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Be so fucking proud of yourself for passing the hardest moments alone while everyone believed you were fine.
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“You can tell when someone has suffered deeply. Their heart is smaller and it no longer smokes. I want my heart to be smaller, too, more used up. When I look down at my heart, it is no longer there.”
— Victoria Chang, from “Dear Father”, Dear Memory: Letters on Writing, Silence, and Grief
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“You can tell when someone has suffered deeply. Their heart is smaller and it no longer smokes. I want my heart to be smaller, too, more used up. When I look down at my heart, it is no longer there.”
— Victoria Chang, from “Dear Father”, Dear Memory: Letters on Writing, Silence, and Grief
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Shout out to everyone who is just so tired So so exhausted So very very tired so very fatigued so sleepy and tired So
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Man are like "I can fix her" but this is her:
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Faye Wong: 'Di-Dar' CD Album Artwork (1995)
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Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; "The Teacher"
Text ID: So, I thought I had to become more than / I was, more than I'd been. / but that wasn't it. It seemed rather that / something had to go. Something had to / be let go of.
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Madelyn Hannah
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