Waking Up And Checking Your Tumblr Like Its The Morning Paper

Waking up and checking your Tumblr like its the morning paper

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No medication has ever worked on me because i’m not suffering from a mental disorder i’m experiencing divine madness

For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive. ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

" Brutal Love "

I want time to be quiet. I want a week where there’s nothing expected of me. I want some light snowfall. I want a home I can rearrange the furniture with every season. To bring friends over to be warmed by the fireplace. I want to paint the walls. I want to curl into you until I feel my hurt fall asleep. I want to pluck rosemary from the windowsill. I want to feel comfort again. I want so much space in my heart for the light to fill.