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There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.

Virginia Woolf

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.”

— C.S. Lewis

“The red lipstick is not for kiss and hug. It’s a magic of strength”

Taeyeon - #GirlsSpkOut ft Chanmina

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

this is the only place that protects us

Illusion is the first of all pleasures. 🏹

Life's not fair, i should be paid for existing and reading books

soft reminder: you’re alive. you survived the worst nights you’ve ever experienced. you picked yourself up when you were at rock bottom. you made it through the worst relapses, loneliness, heartbreak, failure and darkness in your life. when you wanted to disappear you stayed, time and time again. you can make it through anything. you will get through this too.

you are presented with 2 copies of the same book

the first copy is in tip top condition. a little yellowed, hinting at age, but other than that, there is barely even a crease in the spine. there are no marks, and the owner says that they always keep their books in a book bag when carrying them around.

the second book is battered. absolutely wrecked. it is yellowed, the spine has multiple creases, and there are scriblings in pencil all over every single page, the thoughts of the owner entwined magically with the book forever. there are a few highlighted bits and bookmarked pages.

reblog if the second one is the one that you consider to be a well-loved book :) i just want to see smtg

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980