Cling to the pain in the hope of maybe it end up consuming you.

Cling to the pain in the hope of maybe it end up consuming you.

And The Things You Pass Through In Your Way To The Heavens&Amp;Hellip;. That&Amp;Rsquo;S Your Hell

Violentwavesofemotion: “Silence. You Must Learn That Art, It Is The Only Way To Survive.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, From A Letter To Maria Issayev Written C. July 1855

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Nonalimmen: “The Night Itself Is Riddled With Her, Wide With Her, And Alive With Her.”— Gabriela Mistral, From Collected Poems &Amp;Amp; Prose; “Electra In The Mist,”

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Ar-Alhu: All We Do Is Think About The Feelings That We Hide.

Tordenvejr:tragic That Someone This Sexy Has To Go Through This Much

Pansoph:euripides’ Hecuba C. 424 Bc

Violentwavesofemotion: “I Have A Pain Inside Me, And I Don’t Feel Very Well.” — W. H. Auden, From The Selected Poems; “Miss Gee,” Written C. August 1953

365Filmsbyauroranocte: Sayat Nova (A.k.a. The Color Of Pomegranates) (Sergei Parajanov, 1969)

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