Dem lebendigen Geist- to the Living Spirit





(Source: antitoxic)

I think that part of the reason I wrote was for acceptance.
I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself.


I’m in love with the sky idk why

(Source: mindofataurus)

These days I just can’t seem to say what I mean,” she said. “I just can’t. Every time I try to say something, it misses the point. Either that or I end up saying the opposite of what I mean. The more I try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. Sometimes I can’t even remember what I was trying to say in the first place. It’s like my body’s split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a big pillar. We’re running circles around it. The other me has the right words, but I can never catch her.

Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman  (via 33113)

(Source: splitterherzen)


Three Trees, L’Estaque

André Derain - 1906



You’re trying to remember something
too important to forget.

Naomi Shihab Nye, from The Art Of Disappearing (via violentwavesofemotion)

And yet both had this hidden impulse, this incalculable force—this thing they cared for and didn’t talk about—oh, what was it?

Virginia Woolf, from Night And Day (via violentwavesofemotion)

You want to believe
you can turn emotion’s flood
into living waters
from which you’ll emerge whole,
dazzling like the sun.

Rachel Barenblat, from Standing At The Edge (via violentwavesofemotion)

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