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“Home is wherever the grief washes off your hands with the most ease.”

— Hanif Willis-Abdurraquib

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“If there are all different kinds of soulmates…then you are mine.”

I finally read The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (it is now one of my favorite books) and I had to draw Evelyn and Harry. Their friendship was so touching and the whole theme of found family left me in tears over and over again.❤️

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Literature Moodboards // Black Beauty by Anna Sewell

My doctrine is this, that if we see cruelty or wrong that we have the power to stop, and do nothing, we make ourselves sharers in the guilt.  

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I don't care if you think The Love Hypothesis was trashy, it's my trash

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“I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.” -F Scott Fitzgerald

“To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.”

-Billy-Ray Belcourt

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#wuthering heights #poets on tumblr #poetry #annotations #art of annotating #classics #book quotes #emily bronte #bronte sisters #spilled ink #literature #spilled thoughts

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A FILM BY STANLEY KUBRICK

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— Maggie Nelson, from “94.”, “Bluets”

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“I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have you than all the blue in the world.”

Maggie Nelson, “Bluets” (238)

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“It is easier, of course, to find dignity in one’s solitude. Loneliness is solitude with a problem.”

Maggie Nelson “Bluets”

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- Bluets, Maggie Nelson

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Leila Chatti, “Tea”

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Level 10 demonstration

Please do spread this, I want all of Tumblr’s opinion on this, from pastel Jane Austen blogs to Hannibal/Georges Bataille/cannibalism fans

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I love the ugliness of love. Removing love from its socially accepted roots. Love as not a mere source of tragedy and sadness, but as an active corruptive power over those it mystifies. Love as the addiction without cure and the wound forever bleeding. I love seeing the beauty of something so coveted spun on its head.

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soft prompts for one-sided pining

staring at them for a long time

observing their little details 

having their every little thing memorised 

treasuring every little moment with them

and when your eyes meet it might be just a normal thing to them but to you it means the whole world

accidental touches that make your day

going out of your way to be near them

“hey, i didn’t know you’re into sports,” you friends say as you enrol your name in the sports club where you know he’s going to be there but you spend hours in room alone with no physical activity all day long 

digging in their interests so that you have common topics to talk about

when you see something’s bothering them, secretly trying to make it solve

taking care of them in the shadows

knowing that they would never love you back and yet not stopping to pour out your love for them

because their smiles make your day