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yall ever just yearn? ever get filled with the most profound sense of longing for something you cant understand? yall ever crave? ever have an unexplainable ache?
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“And I knew it. That’s the worst part: I knew it.”
— Marguerite Duras, The North China Lover (via veinings)
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i’m in the middle of writing my dissertation on the european witch trials and the more research i do into it the more it bothers me that the whole thing has become such a gimmick today, like the town i live in runs a nightly ‘ghost tour’ which ends on the hill where they hung 12 women for witchcraft in the mid 17th century. the reality is the witch trials were a crime against humanity, the victims were mostly children, widows and elderly women and some historians have estimated that the total number of people tortured and killed was upwards of half a million. it’s such a torrid chapter of human history but it’s viewed almost entirely as a joke outside of academic spheres and i think we all know the reason why
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“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —”
— Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters
(via luthienne)
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“You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.”
— Nikita Gill, “Shooting Stars and Comets”
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