I suppose beauty first touched you and then the rest of the world. It is a certainty of mine; It first touched you, the world simply followed.
- Virginia Woolf, from Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)

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I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.
- Elizabeth Wurtzel (via fakeville)

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cityofbadass:

Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?

“And then there’s this asshole”

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She looked at me until I fell in love with her.
- Ocean Sea  (via blackbruise)

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