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liftedandgiftedd:

if her legs aren’t shaking when you’re done then you’re not done

…I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me. Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh has gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence. Of the millions, I, too, was potentially everything at birth.
Sylvia Plath, from The Journals of Sylvia Plath (via mudwerks)
What did my fingers do before they held him?
What did my heart do, with its love?
Sylvia Plath (via anexquisitenymph)
Now and then, a woman walks up, full blossom, a woman just bursting out of her dress…a sex creature, a curse, the end of it all.
Charles Bukowski (via anexquisitenymph)
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