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Edvard Munch, Separation II, 1896

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I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.

Virginia Woolf
(via quotemadness)

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do i go on a walk or do i go bat shit insane

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i think we start healing by telling the truth

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Victoria and Albert Museum.

London, England.

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“You do not know / How little I loved / Before I loved you.”

— Joan Naviyuk Kane, from “Love Poem,” Hyperboreal