Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
by Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via neuseks
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You don’t have to be pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.
by Erin McKean (via xstntiel
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I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.
by Matty Healy (via clumsiest
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You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
by Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire (via feellng