Strong women know the taste of their own hatred.
23:10
whatever *drinks red wine* *lies in the middle of road*
(Source: denmarknt, via is-this-lit)
23:05"… we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever." — Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via macrolit)
(via theclassicsreader)
23:03"when I was me I could not put it in words
though I could hear words waiting
for me to recognise them
ghosts of the unborn" — W.S. Merwin, from Natural History Of Forgetting in “The Moon Before Morning” (via existential-celestial)
though I could hear words waiting
for me to recognise them
ghosts of the unborn" — W.S. Merwin, from Natural History Of Forgetting in “The Moon Before Morning” (via existential-celestial)
(Source: adrasteiax, via theclassicsreader)
