“…the honey washed all over me, and I died in sweetness.”— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”
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“…the honey washed all over me, and I died in sweetness.”— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”
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Me??? Whatttt


be careful with how much you tolerate. you are teaching them how to treat you
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“I suppose my depression is a form of vanity.”— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry (via violentwavesofemotion)
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