"Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more. Allow your little mind to do nothing but function. Stay inside, go out - I don’t care what you’ll do; but stay scared as hell. You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself."

Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959 (via feellng)

"You bit my lip with such desperation
That my blood
Ran cold
I held your face
And tried to keep the moment steady
But you shook with such
I couldn’t breath
But I kept gasping
For more of you
You left marks on my neck
And my mother wouldn’t look at me On the ride home"

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