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think of me when the sky is pink

must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind

"you should've been at the club" YOU should've been at the club. in the catacombs. on april 2nd 1897.

one day I woke up and realised all the waiting and yearning was actually me living my life and it’s happening right now and it’s still good even if it’s not perfect and there is no moment when all your dreams get fulfilled and everything makes sense. like… this is it. this is life. you’ll waste away your youth waiting for some imagined future if you don’t love life for what it is now and make the most of it

nobody tears through library books quite as fast as a 12 yr old girl with no friends

meeting people & growing apart from them & meeting new people & growing apart from them too & meeting other people & eventually growing apart from them as well & on and on and on

jane austen was right!!!!! i AM half agony half hope!!!!! if i loved you less i COULD talk about it more!!!!!!!! i WAS in the middle before i knew i had begun!!!!!!!

my experience as a girl has just been “I just wanna be beautiful” for 20+ years it really is the root of all evil

every day i wake up alone in my little creaky beloved bed and I look around with sleepy eyes and realize it’s a “remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world” kind of morning