"She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head."
— White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via mirroir)
(Source: literarylines, via mirroir)
"This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much."
— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via sadasphuck)
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"I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything."
— Charles Darwin, 1 October, 1861 (via mirroir)
(Source: girl-detective, via mirroir)