"I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —"

Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters

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"It’s ironic how our hearts can still get hurt by something we’ve seen coming."

"The emptiness inside is growing and one day I will only be a shell of who I was."