People always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken.

But sometimes
it’s 9am on a tuesday morning
and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up

And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much
you don’t know what to do with your hands.


- On Missing Them (Rosie Scanlan)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via areallivewire)


"I’m basically interested in identity, and I still find fascinating the question, "How do we identify ourselves, and how do we settle into other people’s expectations for our identity?""
- Tilda Swinton

"Eu queria que existisse um canto do mundo que apenas me deixasse ficar quietinha e quente quando o resto do mundo resolvesse me magoar."

- Tati Bernardi. (via cartas-rasgadas)

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