fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Kiersten White, The Chaos of Stars

“I didn’t fall in love with you.

I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way.

I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we’d choose anyway.

And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

- The Chaos Of Stars ,Kiersten white.

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from Selected Prose; “The Double,”

starlightacademia:

one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.

- via duckbunny

reading-books-in-the-moonlight:

louisegluck:

ALT

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

memoryslandscape:

“Let us not worship sadness for the aim of great art; I say, let us worship art, for the sake of great sadness.”

— Renwick Berchild, from “Siddhattha Rewrites ‘O Store Gud,’“ Amethyst Review (2023)

effemimaniac:

sorry for the delay in responding to your message. I was walking around the house with unclear intentions