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My striped shorts (by Kristina Dolinskaya)

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I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.

— Virginia Woolf, Diaries Volume One 1915-1919 (via larmoyante)

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Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.

Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet (via wordsnquotes)

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All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me (via wordsnquotes)

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