…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine.
Gillian Flynn (via uglypnis)

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(via alwaysarline)


For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth.

I want wings.

I want wings.

(via alwaysarline)


She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.
Roman Payne, The Wanderess (via larmoyante)

(via wingingwildly)


We’re only here briefly. And while I’m here, I want to allow myself joy. So fuck it.
Amy (Her, 2013)

(via d-rogue)


Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.
Sylvia Plath (via kvtes)

(via hitthelightstheresmoretobeseen)




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I want to be strong.