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linnaeus-devotee · 1 year
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No artist tolerates reality
- Nietzsche
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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We are but a montage of melancholy and sinful hope
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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I love the smell of autumn rain…
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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“Most days
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I am a museum
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of things I want to forget”
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-E.E Scott
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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“I’m not everything I want to be but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning”
— Charlotte Erikkson
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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I loved you, I did;
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But I'm yet to see if it was my mistake and sin
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
Virginia Woolf (via quotemadness)
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath (via quotemadness)
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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good morning to the people who cried themselves to sleep last night
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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Come live with me in a distant daydream of poetry, art and music?
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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Loving someone after they’ve broken your heart is like how rain continues to fall from the trees long after the clouds have passed
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linnaeus-devotee · 2 years
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― Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice‎
[text ID: I mustn't look at you too much, or I won't be able to take my eyes off you at all.]
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