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I get jealous and have a short temper and I get quite clingy. But I promise no one will ever love you like me.
The darkness is leaking from the cracks.
I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
Sylvia Plath, “Three Women,” from The Collected Poems  (via mnimosino)
I am very sad and I feel more miserable than I can say, and I do not know how far I’ve come. I do not know what to do or what to think, but vehemently desire to leave this place.
Vincent van Gogh, from Letters (1875-1890)

wolfseeker87:

THE UMBRELLA REVOLUTION 

We don’t need any tear gas, we’re crying already.

風雨中抱緊自由。 Brace our freedom among the storm.

It is Day 3 since 28th September 2014, the day Hong Kong Police threw Tear Gas to protestors.

Hong Kong citizens are fighting for democracy to select our own Chief Executive. We don’t want China’s claws on our back and hands on our throat.

Please, Tumblr, reblog and spread the word like wildfire.

SAVE HONG KONG. 

DO NOT LET HONG KONG FALL.

Photo credit to Marieke de Vries

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