What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.

Anaïs Nin, Henry & June (via wordsnquotes)

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What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.

Walt Whitman (via wordsnquotes)

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I’ll let the bad parts in

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In the 1890s, when Freud was in the dawn of his career, he was struck by how many of his female patients were revealing childhood [sexual] victimization to him. Freud concluded that child sexual abuse was one of the major causes of emotional disturbances in adult women and wrote a brilliant and humane paper called “The Aetiology of Hysteria.” However, rather than receiving acclaim from his colleagues for his ground-breaking insights, Freud met with scorn. He was ridiculed for believing that men of excellent reputation (most of his patients came from upstanding homes) could be perpetrators of incest.
Within a few years, Freud buckled under this heavy pressure and recanted his conclusions. In their place he proposed the “Oedipus complex,” which became the foundation of modern psychology… Freud used this construct to conclude that the episodes of abuse his clients had revealed to him had never taken place; they were simply fantasies of events the women had wished for… This construct started a hundred-year history in the mental health field of blaming victims for the abuse perpetrated on them and outright discrediting of women’s and children’s reports of mistreatment by men.

Lundy Bancroft (via toxicwinner)

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does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine

I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via wordsnquotes)

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In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

Mark StrandKeeping Things Whole (via arpeggia)

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Alice Notley | Testament: 2005 | Songs and Stories of the Ghouls

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I can’t remember anything without you

Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (2004)

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Buster Keaton (October 4, 1895 – February 1, 1966), “The Great Stone Face”

A man famous for directing and acting in silent films, his deadpan expression, physical comedy, and, featured above, his stunt performance.  This man did all his own stunts, and they are amazing.

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A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.

Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan (via wordsnquotes)

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Air - Playground Love

You’re the piece of gold the flashes on my soul

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First footage of Inherent Vice

Joints, corrupt cops, hippies, and stoner feasts, I’m so pumped for Inherent Vice to come out.

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