22. Med student. Mostly into philosophy and hopefully a future psychiatrist.


Brainstorm...

22. Med student. Mostly into philosophy and hopefully a future psychiatrist.


metaphorformetaphor:

If I think any harder about anything, I won’t know who I am anymore.

Haruki Murakami, from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (Knopf, 2014)

metaphorformetaphor:

The pain caused by that incident is still in your mind, or your heart. […] You can hide memories, but you can’t erase the history that produced them. […] If nothing else, you need to remember that. You can’t erase history, or change it. It would be like destroying yourself.

Haruki Murakami, from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (Knopf, 2014)

"But as long as I love you I am not free."
Bob Dylan, Biograph (via larmoyante)

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"

You think
‘Okay, I get it,
I’m prepared
for the worst’,

but you hold out
that small hope,
see,
and that’s what
fucks you up.

"
Stephen King, “Joyland” 
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(Source: fuckyeah-unclesteve, via diaryofafraud)



"It is so hard to realize one day that you’re meaningless. That no one needs you, though there you are, wanting to give of yourself."
Persona. Dir. Ingmar Bergman. (via wordsnquotes)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via requiemforthepast)



"You never need to apologize
for how you chose to survive."
Clementine von Radics (via journalofanobody)

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"Anyway, my soul is hungup right now and I gotta make a move soon…"
Jack Kerouac, from a letter to Neal Cassady (via violentwavesofemotion)

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"To me, it is not about getting over things and moving forward, it is about going through the sadness, taking some of it with you and being made whole because of it."
Justine Vernon, mother of Justin Vernon (via requiemforthepast)

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"I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real."

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

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(via thebeatandthebook)



"…you needed your whole self: you went and broke yourself, in pieces, out of its control, painfully, out, because you needed yourself."
Rainer Maria Rilke, from Selected Poems (via violentwavesofemotion)


"She stood there… As her heart began to beat faster she felt the steady rush of heat run through her body as she shouted out “Why Don’t You Love Me” and he replied “Because I Don’t Love Myself"
Girlsbestkeptsecret (via girlsbestkeptsecret)