Gather, girl, the roses

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret…



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darshanapathak:

Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything

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"Words are bridges.
And they are traps, jails, wells."

Octavio Paz, from “Letter of Testimony”, in A Tree Within, translated by Eliot Weinberger (via hiddenshores)

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