Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping

“My mind is like a room where the door swings free in the breeze, and many visitors come and go and stay and vanish as they will.” - Jane Smiley, The Greenlanders

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John Banville, The Sea 

[Text ID: “The past beats inside me like a second heart.”]

Chinese Mantis 

Flowers Lamps 

Avalaible Here 

Something calming, something wild, something pink, welcome to Tiger Beach

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Isn’t it such a tragic thing, when you can see it so clearly but the other person doesn’t?

Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)