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Lana + Krane: Krenshaw’s Inside a dimly lit room, Lana sways to the music spilling over from the laptop in the next room over. Sporadic laughter and mingling voices can be heard, the only indicatio…

“Ask me a question”

—ask.fm/rismaerose

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Its five in the morn, I just dunno yet.

“Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You just got to be careful not to touch it where it hurts. It’s always there, though.”

—Jeffrey Eugenides (via celestialfaun)

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“It’s true that I’m cold & reserved to other people; I don’t feel affection even easily: but apart from love I’m fond of you as I’ve never been of anyone or thing in the world. We often laugh about your lovableness but you don’t know how lovable you are. It’s what really keeps me awake far more than any desire. It’s what worries me now, tears me two ways sometimes - for I wouldn’t have you marry me, much as I love you, if I thought it would bring you any unhappiness.”

—Leonard Woolf, in a letter to Virginia Stephen Woolf, dated 29 April 1912. 

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“I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts of them that are missing in me.
I end up with holes in my chest.”

—Farah Gabdon    

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