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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

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“If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in love? I’m sure that’s true. But when I think of her, of Elisa, the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love hundreds of years ago. ‘Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart. For you are everywhere.’”

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via weheartit

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By Carl Link

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jenny slate, twitter // @lexiraq // 8 word story, madisen kuhn // portrait of a lady on fire dir. céline sciamma

#on purpose

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Camille Henrot at Palais de Tokyo, 2017

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took my name away.

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“These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.”

— Najwa Zebian (via quotemadness)

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i am not built for something that is not an extravagant, deeply romantic love. i not only want to be adored, but i also want to be able to shower someone in unbridled, unapologetic adoration that is wholly accepted and believed. i want someone to love me the hardest on the days that i love myself least, and i want to help hold someone’s pieces together when they find themselves falling apart.

i want to be able to be my truest, most authentic self, unafraid to show someone all the funniest, smartest, deepest, darkest and scariest sides of who i am. I want to kiss someone in the rain, i want to drink coffee with someone every morning, i want someone to look at me like i hang the moon in the night sky, and i want even the most mundane tasks in life to be an adventure because in all things we do, we walk with the purest love for one another.

i do not want to be changed or watered down, i want to be amplified, raised to the best version of myself with the help of someone who will never leave my corner. i want to blossom into whatever it is that i was always meant to be, and i want to be part of the same for them. i want sleepy 3am kisses and sloppy afternoon sex, i want unconditional, i want undying.

in the end, i break my own heart. i ask and dream and wish and expect and hope too much. i am a goddess of over-romanticizing, and it truly is a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply.

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“Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you’ll find an edge to cut you.”

— Mark Lawrence, Prince of Thorns 

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Reporting live from the fucking gutter sis

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“The best way to predict the future is to invent it.”