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ariesnorthouse · 26 days
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I hope that you think of me
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ariesnorthouse · 2 months
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ariesnorthouse · 5 months
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good kid, m.A.A.d city
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ariesnorthouse · 9 months
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Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet
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ariesnorthouse · 9 months
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Saudade
(n.) An emotional state of melancholic or profoundly nostalgic longing for a beloved yet absent something or someone.
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ariesnorthouse · 10 months
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ariesnorthouse · 11 months
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“Empires have fallen like this, he thinks, but it only makes him want her more, makes him look at his hands and think, My god, what a waste of time doing anything else but holding her.”
- (i think i would die if someone thought this about me) alone with you in the ether, olivie blake
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ariesnorthouse · 11 months
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“Instead she thinks: I love him, and for a moment it doesn't matter whether he loves her back. It is enough to have known that the inside of her chest is more than a place for storage.”
Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether
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ariesnorthouse · 11 months
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"I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love. I am still so naive; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don't ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary a girl, maybe?"
Sylvia Plath
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ariesnorthouse · 1 year
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to fall in love.
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ariesnorthouse · 1 year
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"Acordei hoje com tal nostalgia de ser feliz. Eu nunca fui livre na minha vida inteira. Por dentro eu sempre me persegui. Eu me tornei intolerável para mim mesma. Vivo numa dualidade dilacerante. Eu tenho uma aparente liberdade mas estou presa dentro de mim. Eu queria uma liberdade olímpica. Mas essa liberdade só é concedida aos seres imateriais. Enquanto eu tiver corpo ele me submeterá às suas exigências. Vejo a liberdade como uma forma de beleza e essa beleza me falta". Clarice Lispector, em Um sopro de vida.
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ariesnorthouse · 1 year
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true love waits ༺ 。° 🕳️ ° 。 ༻
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ariesnorthouse · 1 year
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manifest for a life like jennie's
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i want a life like hers
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ariesnorthouse · 1 year
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