"You think I’m not a goddess?
Try me.
This is a torch song.
Touch me and you’ll burn."

Margaret Atwood, from “Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing” (via mayahansens)

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I fuck with this heavily


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"Isolation offered its own form of companionship: the reliable silence of her rooms, the steadfast tranquility of the evenings. The promise that she would find things where she put them, that there would be no interruption, no surprise. It greeted her at the end of each day and lay still with her at night."

Jhumpa Lahiri, The Lowland  (via xenuii)

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Anonymous asked:
you a lowkey thot.

Oh rlly

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