her mouth closed on a pain that could neither be told nor ignored. Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems II: 1976 – 1986 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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I see it all the way as far as anyone can see Except when it began I was so happy I didn’t feel like me Scott Walker, 1969 (via orchidetelm)
How cruel, how profoundly tender. Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012 (via orchidetelm)
Depression does not always mean Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye Sometimes depression means Not getting out of bed for three days Because your feet refuse to believe That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor …
I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. Vincent Van Gogh (via bl-ossomed)
mynaturalsistas: This.Is.Depressing. | There is literally a new hashtag every other week. What are we going to do? What can we do?#ChristianTaylor #BlackLivesMatter
She was a ghost of a girl, hauntingly beautiful, wonderfully lost— breaking hearts and crying holy water tears. Michael Faudet (via wordsnquotes)