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loumargi:
“Glow Worm by Annie Swnnerton (1900)
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loumargi:

Glow Worm by Annie Swnnerton (1900)

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violentwavesofemotion:

“To be folded up together as if we were silk,”

— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “The Moss of his Skin,”

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chelseawolfeonly:

Chelsea Wolfe - Carrion Flowers

Live in session at Maida Vale for BBC Radio 1
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wolverinelui:

asimbelmyne:

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sixpenceeeblog:

Life lessons I’m learning in my 20s: Don’t spend your life trying to chase after or replicate feelings you get from other people or places. Happiness will find you again in a whole spectrum of different and even better forms. 

You are brilliant that you learned this in your 20s.

I needed to hear this.

Beautiful.

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violentwavesofemotion:

“She will move from mourning into morning.”

— George Granville Barker, from The Complete Poems; “To My Mother,”

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apollonic:

Honestly, my goal in life is just to be a very warm person. I want to be as loving and as kind as I can be.

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weltenwellen:

“I’m… having one of those honeyed afternoons when I don’t know who I am.”

— Catie Rosemurgy, “Neighbor: Miss Peach’s Body Didn’t Turn Out Right,” The Stranger Manual 

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violentwavesofemotion:

“And do you get the puff of warm wind? Smelling of spring. Almond blossom, that’s what it is. A most marvellous scent of almond blossom.”

— D.H. Lawrence, from The Classic Works of D.H. Lawrence; “The Last Laugh,”

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