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"I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that i0s myself,
And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait."

(Source: replicanttt)

They were smiling at each other as if this was the beginning of the world.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Love of the Last Tycoon (via tat-art)

(Source: fitzgeraldquotes, via blueberriesandcoffee)

In some ways she is more grown-up than the rest of them. But it isn’t because she knows more things. She knows fewer things; she often has trouble making her way through the vocabularies of the others. “I don’t get that,” is what she says, and the others take a delight in explaining, as if she’s a foreigner, a cherished visitor from some other country. She goes to movies and watches television like the rest of them but she has few opinions about what she has seen. The most she will say is “Crap” or “He’s not bad.” Though friendly, she is cautious about expressing approval in words. “Fair” is her best compliment. When the others talk about what they’ve read or what subjects they will take next year at university, she is silent. But she knows other things, hidden things. Secrets. And these other things are older, and on some level more important. More fundamental. Closer to the bone.
—Margaret Atwood, from Wilderness Tips (via violentwavesofemotion)

(Source: johnnybuiii, via inspirationdelight)

Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.
—Iain S. Thomas (via psych-facts)

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Talk to me

(Source: stayintheair)

adenosinetriesphosphate:

Aftermath of a Code Crimson at my hospital the other night. My friend works in the ER and took this photo and sent me the following:
      “Car rolled three times, became on fire. Transported to us for intubation then supposed to be transferred to [higher acuity hospital omitted for HIPPA reasons] but then she coded. She was a mess. Blood everywhere. Bones sticking out of the skin. Adipose tissue out. Depressed frontal skull fracture. Mid forties. She died.”
The aftermath of a life not saved.
You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.
—Haruki Murakami  (via psych-facts)

(via ipikachutoo)

I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
Epiphany (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: 1missedcallfrommom, via creatingaquietmind)