So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence.
-R. Arnold

‍Man is a mistake, the world was made for trees...

Honey and blood on my lips from the idea of the kiss.

“We talk so much of  light, please let me speak on behalf of  the good dark. Let us talk more of how dark the beginning of a day is.”

— Maggie Smith, from “How Dark the Beginning”.

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The future is scary, but you can't just run back to the past because it's familiar.
– Robin Scherbatsky

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry, September 1st 1938.

Schizophrenia moments

that daughterhood feeling of wanting to blame your mother for how you turned out, wanting to be angry at her for how you’ve inherited her pain and her insecurities, but at the same time wanting to keep coming home to her, out of everyone else in the universe, because you know that if there’s anyone who might be anything like you–if there’s anyone who might even have a clue of what it’s like to be you–it could only be her. and no matter how many times you’ve hurt each other, no matter how difficult it might be to get her to truly see you, you still just want her to love you as you are, to tell you that this isn’t your fault, and to show you that she would keep letting you come home to her.

Mother and child, Egon Schiele, 1914