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Posted on 26th Sep at 2:08 PM, with 292 notes
"For these beings, fall is the ever normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. In gusts they beetle-scurry, creep, thread, filter, motion, make all moons sullen, and surely cloud all clear-run waters. The spider-web hears them, trembles - breaks. Such are the autumn people. Beware of them."
Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes 
Posted on 23rd Sep at 5:11 PM, with 1 note
"Steams like black clouds, and the groves of trees, growing out over their lake are all covered, with frozen spray, and wind down snakelike, roots that reach as far as the water, and help keep it dark. At night that lake burns like a torch. No one knows its bottom, no wisdom reaches such depths."
Excerpt from Beowulf, the oldest surviving epic poem of Old English
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Posted on 21st Sep at 4:03 PM, with 4,415 notes
"There’s a responsibility in being a person. It’s more than just taking up space where air would be."
John Steinbeck 
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Posted on 21st Sep at 8:02 AM, with 17,731 notes
"I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face, they are still together."
Warsan Shire
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Posted on 20th Sep at 10:39 PM, with 398 notes
"There are too many of us and we are all too far apart."
Kurt Vonnegut
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Posted on 19th Sep at 7:28 PM, with 300 notes
"He danced on the knife’s edge between awareness and sleep. When he dreamt like this, he was a king. The world was his to bend. His to burn."
Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves
Posted on 18th Sep at 2:55 PM, with 141 notes
"I ruled a smoking, wrecked kingdom with a hard and deadly hand. It was dark and gory. No one liked living there, not even its king. It had a soundtrack. All screams."
John Darnielle, Wolf in White Van
Posted on 16th Sep at 4:03 PM, with 36,093 notes
"If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it."
Zora Neale Hurston
Posted on 15th Sep at 10:49 PM, with 4,272 notes
"Being raised in an unstable household makes you understand that the world doesn’t exist to accommodate you, which… is something a lot of people struggle to understand well into their adulthood. It makes you realize how quickly a situation can shift, how danger really is everywhere. But crises when they occur, do not catch you off guard; you have never believed you lived under a shelter of some essential benevolence. And an unstable childhood makes you appreciate calmness and not crave excitement."

Curtis Sittenfeld 

Yeah.

It also fucks you up something fierce. There’s something about this quote that I don’t like, and I think it’s the undertone of romanticism. You don’t need an unstable childhood to appreciate calmness, and losing your cravings for excitement…that’s no way to live. 

Being raised in an unstable childhood makes you trust less, rely on yourself to the point of developing an unhealthy level of independence, and screws up your perception of the world around you, so that you view the slightest sign of anger or failure as the end of your world. I would not wish an unstable childhood on anyone, and I’m not about to latch onto the idea that having one makes me better somehow. Because it doesn’t. I’m still struggling to move past the issues my household gave me.

Stability is important. Stability sets you up for success. What in God’s name would make anyone think that being given a shitty, cracked, porous foundation to stand on as a child is preferable?

Posted on 11th Sep at 7:49 PM
"You can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do."
Anne Lamott
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