“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
 Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis (via thexpotent)

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I wish I could be delicate
or fascinating.
Wondrous
or consuming.

But I yell into whispers,
and wobble uncertaintly on cement.
I am plain, and unideal, and painful,

I despise myself too, dear.

— E.g | 'Delicacy'  (via eternalit-y)

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In Our Bedroom After the War []
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megaweapon:

"And if the night comes,
And the night will come—
Well, at least the war is over.

All the living are dead,
And the dead are all living;
The war is over,
And we are beginning.” 

(via aguabend)

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