derangedrhythms:

In many ways, I was a stranger to the normal world.

Kay Redfield Jamison, from ‘An Unquiet Mind’

derangedrhythms:

Anne Sexton, 45 Mercy Street; from ‘The Lost Lie’

wedarkacademia:

-Benedict Smith, I wish I wrote the way I thought

(via lhzthepoet)

liriostigre:

Mary Oliver, “Dogfish.” Dream Work

(via lhzthepoet)

exbeaut:

these violent delights, micah nemerever

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maryolive:

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

(via lhzthepoet)

quotemadness:

“I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”

— Iain S. Thomas

qvotext:

“In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to.”

— Robert Brault

qvotext:

“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”

— Ray Bradbury; Dandelion Wine