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You will become
of all the women
you once were
before you rise
in your own skin.
You will swallow
before you taste
held within your own.
-© 2013 Maza-Dohta
(Source: maza-dohta, via calm-canaries)
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At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.
-F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
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My mother doesn’t like tattoos. She says art belongs on a wall. Well I say no one, not even my mother gets to tell me that I can’t be a masterpiece.
I know I won’t make you proud when my tattoos are done, mom. Sorry not sorry at all.
(Source: basementvirtue, via not-toobad)
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I still don’t know how to ask for help, even when I desperately need it. I feel like someone stacked cotton balls up my esophagus, and it just gets worse the harder I try to breathe through it. I wish I could just find the comfort I’m searching for.
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Call It Off by Tegan and Sara
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I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it.
-J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via piezea