— Virginia Woolf

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P.49 / 1896

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11 months ago

“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

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10 months ago

—Albert Camus

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1 year ago

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"

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10 months ago

Mourning Dead Days

The days

I expect them, wait for them

And when they pass, I realise

They're dead days

Gone and lost,

Rotten days

And of them too many,

That have been too much

I mourn them still

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9 months ago

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1 year ago

Birth

I have my mother's rage.

The quiet rage, the unassuming one,

the rage which grips onto every molecule of your body,

until it claws and licks at your whitened bones.

The rage which sinks its sharp canines in you

which savours the taste of blood,

it craves it.

It lures your loved ones in carefully, it invites them into its stenching residence.

Sets out a nice cup of tea, or perhaps, the good tablecloth.

And when they think it's gone, the rage twists their necks,

and laps up the blood with its serpent tongue.

I have my father's indifference.

I sit and watch as it happens, smiling, as I watch and watch my house burn.

- e.u.

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1 year ago

Wastefulness

I don’t

know

I don’t know

how to stop

Stop the tears from falling

Stop the fears from showing

Stop a life from being wasted

Please stop me

Stop me from wasting my life

Stop wasting a life on me

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8 months ago