awake for ever in a sweet unrest
I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be, and after all I didn’t really care.
Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography (via lydianea)
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In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.F. Scott Fitzgerald

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In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.
F. Scott Fitzgerald