"There are years that ask questions and years that answer."
Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via perrfectly)
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"August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via hiddenshores)
i love it when things stop bothering you. like two months ago i was totally bitter about so many things and now im like “u know what i don’t even care” & that’s a beautiful feeling
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