hurloaned:

Literally being a girl feels like nonconsensual performance art

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golevkamusic-blog:

why does my heart go on beating?
why do these eyes of mine cry?
don’t they know it’s the end of the world?
it ended when you said good-bye.

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violentwavesofemotion:

anamnesis:
anəmˈniːsɪs

late 16th century: from Greek anamnēsis ‘remembrance’

1. recollection, especially of a supposed previous existence. In philosophy, anamnesis (/ˌænæmˈniːsɪs/; Ancient Greek: ἀνάμνησις) is a concept in Plato’s epistemological and psychological theory. It is the idea that humans possess innate knowledge (perhaps acquired before birth) and that learning consists of rediscovering that knowledge within us.

violentwavesofemotion:

People who know what they like and dislike without trying to “understand” their own preferences. People who don’t have it in them to experiment for the sake of experimenting. People who go at it naturally, people who were born to simply pay close attention to what their heart is about and obey.

paperbackthrone-blog:

Bill Withers | Ain’t No Sunshine

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michaeldirnt:

my mind says college but my heart says isolated sheep herder in Iceland

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violentwavesofemotion:

“My soul asks just solitude, my smile depends on solitude, my eyes are full of solitude and all of me is loneliness in a rebellious heart.”

— Julia de Burgos, from Song of the Simple Truth: Poems; “The Sun in Welfare Island,”

violentwavesofemotion:

“Like it or not, my heart will stay in one piece.”

— Elena Fanailova, tr. by Stephanie Sandler, from “Nothing To Hold On To,”

It’s always my doing.