Virginia Woolf, From A Letter To Vanessa Bell, Featured In The Selected Letters Of Virginia Woolf

— Richard Siken, Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

Joseph Brodsky, from The Selected Poems of Joseph Brodsky; "A Song,"

25 April, 1932 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

But you reside in a different world, and we only connected through obscurity in time. Now I'll spend my days wishing we'll meet again sometime.

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis

Maybe one day I'll finally find somewhere to wrap my noose around. Until that day comes, I am happy.

Each cut of fiber on my skin should represent the things I deserved. The pain I deserve. If I counted all, I may not be breathing by dawn.

Shit, this ain't good. This aint going the way it should.

Don't like this, don't like that, but you're making my heart beat fast.

Trying to block it and ignore it but you're making me restless, dammit!

Don't be vague, tell me straight what you're hiding with those-- wait!

Gotta breath, calm my ass. This aint something I should fuss.

(i like you)