what you been up to, my baby?

metamorphesque:

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— Apprehensions, Sylvia Plath

[text ID: Is there no way out of the mind?]

paradoxxicalness:

“Today I forgive myself. Not just once. Again, and again, and again. As many times as it takes to find peace.”

— Unknown
(via heavyrain-dc)

thoughtkick:

“I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.”

Kurt Vonnegut

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