And I think, ‘wow, it must be so exhausting to want to live this much.’… These people who fight all day like fucking gladiators, who fight demons worse than you and I can only dream of, just because they want so badly to live, to hold on, to love. Because you can’t be this afraid of losing everything if you can’t love everything first. Because you have to have a soul crushing hope that things will get better. To be this afraid of missing it.
— Catalina Ferro, “Anxiety Group” (via shetakesflight)
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We gotta start teaching our daughters to be somebodies instead of somebody’s.
—Kifah Shah (via murmurrs)
(via dearscarlet)
There is no escape. You can’t be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid citizen, a wholesome, upstanding man. You want to get drunk, so you have to accept the hangover. You say yes to the sunlight and pure fantasies, so you have to say yes to the filth and the nausea. Everything is within you, gold and mud, happiness and pain, the laughter of childhood and the apprehension of death. Say yes to everything, shirk nothing. Don’t try to lie to yourself. You are not a solid citizen. You are not a Greek. You are not harmonious, or the master of yourself. You are a bird in the storm. Let it storm! Let it drive you! How much have you lied! A thousand times, even in your poems and books, you have played the harmonious man, the wise man, the happy, the enlightened man. In the same way, men attacking in war have played heroes, while their bowels twitched. My God, what a poor ape, what a fencer in the mirror man is - particularly the artist - particularly myself!
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Hermann Hesse (via sellyourcleverness)
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Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?
—Albert Camus
(via teal-shit)
I felt that what the media did to me was sort of like what happened to my character,” she sighs. “The negative attention made me feel I’d done something wrong for portraying this trauma that millions of people have gone through. I thought about anyone who was reading that stuff, and who had been through that ordeal: they would probably think, ‘Well, I’ll never tell anyone about what happened to me because this person did it in a movie and they’re saying she’s a bad person. ’ But the point of the movie is that she thinks she’s responsible. This is what victims can feel. I hope it didn’t stifle anyone, because Hounddog is about finding your voice after going through something awful.” She bellows in mock, but eloquent, indignation: “This is why we did the movie, damn it!
—Dakota on the media scandal after her rape scene in Hounddog (via fyeahfannings)
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Comparison is an act of violence against the self.
— Iyanla Vanzant (via erraticintrovert)
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The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it - basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.
—Charles Bukowski (via thedailycourtney)
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