Many Things Interested Her, And Nothing Satisfied Her Entirely.

…Many things interested her, and nothing satisfied her entirely.

Ivan Turgenev

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Fathers and Sons

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I’m over being a coward. I’m sick of being on pause, of being buried and hidden, of being petrified, in both senses of the word. I don’t want to imagine meadows, I want to run through them.

Jandy Nelson, I’ll Give You the Sun (via wordsnquotes)

Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I’ll choke you with the same hand I fed you with.

Anonymous (via suspend)

they said you were no god and you made them tear each other apart limb by limb and they pointed up to the skies and said “this is fate” and the stars lamented the fate of the ignorant

(behold the wrath of a wronged empty soul) // s.z (via sprsoldier)

I think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. We are good people and we’ve suffered enough.

Seventy Years of Sleep # 4. nikka ursula (n.t)

And she walked with heaven in her step, but hell in her eyes.

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