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“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”

Henry David Thoreau

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ghost // m.s

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He is not the sun. You are.

Christina Yang (via maybe-you-need-this)

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m.s

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Deep rest // m.s

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Best friend // m.s

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Wasting me time // m.s

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New year // m.s

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I could never hate you // m.s

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“i’m going to write a letter to my mom before i die and it will be a list of every reason that i should have stayed alive. it won’t have any of the excuses and i want her to be able to read it over and over and over and remember that things used to be okay, they really did and i need her to take it to our library and she’ll make copies and nail them on every telephone pole in our town. the writing will be a little warped and maybe it’ll rain and mess everything up but there’s still the reminder there, you know the bad things will stay with me. the excuses
and the blame and the razors and the reasons i’m no longer here are all staring at the inside of a coffin with me, where no one else is. and it is okay. everything is okay.”

— bucket list (catherine w // sempiternalwriting)

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“Once you lose someone it is never exactly the same person who comes back.”

— Sharon Olds

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you // m.s

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