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"Her eyes are pure stars, and her fingers, if they touch you, freeze you to the bone."

- Virginia Woolf, from Orlando: A Biography (via violentwavesofemotion)

"I am unable to describe exactly what is the matter with me. Now and then there are horrible fits of anxiety, apparently without cause."

- Vincent Van Gogh (via pieridaes)

"What I want
a place
out of mind."

- Sylvia Plath, The Eye-Mote (via thegayyestonee)


"Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremendously need others to talk about it as well."

-  Anne Sexton, Self-Portrait In Letters  (via feellng)

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"I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week."

- Sylvia Plath (via katelouisepowell)