June 2012
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I would like to be soft and warm. I would be terrified to be that way. I could...
– James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via vanished)
I’ve always had a theory that some of us are born with nerve endings longer than...
– Joy Harjo (via oust)
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If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, “Everything is Illuminated”. (via lilliumm)
I fell in love with your sailor mouth, and your wounded eyes.
– Tom Waits (via coffeeislovely)
We do not grow absolutely
ashliwood:
I’m curled up on our couch because you’re in another state and I can’t bear nights in our bed with out you in it. I’m thinking about the curls you used to have, the way your hands have always gotten so dark in summer. I’m wondering about those mornings you’d drive to my house so early, showing up on my front porch at five am with hot chocolate and smokes. The way we’d step quietly...
do cats worry about ending up living alone with socially awkward teenagers
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If you have any feelings for me whatsoever (even... →
I’m one of those people who lives in constant fear of being found out as not any...
– Charlie Brooker. This must be the most relatable thing I’ve ever heard about writing. (via jakec)
Ha. Haha. Hahahah. (via whydoihaveablog)
I’ve a mad, sensuous love affair with words; our dancing more like capering, our...
– Laurel Wolfe (via sleepinginthesnow)
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Hi, darlings.
So you know how I keep making weird side blogs and forcing you guys to follow them?
This one is the best one, I promise.
I made a blog strictly for the stuff I write because it keeps getting lost in my archive, and I’m sick of searching for a particular piece for twenty minutes amidst pictures of Adam Brody and cats.
I still have to find a theme that will make the heavy, heavy text look...
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The human language, as precise as it is with its thousands of words, can still...
– Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain (via alonebanana)
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Please.
Let me curl in the shadow of your scapula.
Let me nestle along the...
– Ron Campbell, “Tin Cup” (via atomiclanterns)
bigundies:
dean spade wrote in this essay that he spends a lot of time imagining people on the subway through the eyes of someone that loves them and i’m trying it out right now on the bus and it’s such a good thing, if you’re in public right now look at everyone else like you’re in love with them wow wow everyone looks so neat and comfy i want to see them sleeping in bed and eating eggs and...
I want to be like water: I want to slip through fingers but hold up a ship.
– Michelle Williams (via in-spur-ay-shun)
Poor child, telling everything to a stranger, I wanted to build walls around...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via troubled)
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Right from the start I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was the most erotic...
– Bob Dylan on Suze Rotolo (via vinylbird)
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
– G. K. Chesterton (via girlwithoutwings)
Yesterday I wrote a poem in my sleep which I remembered when I woke up, and today I wrote a story in my sleep that I also remembered when I woke up. I’ve been waiting for this to happen for so long and trying and trying and keeping pens and paper next to my bed since I was just a little thing because I know I write so many poems and stories and Great American novels that my coherent self...
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May 2012
Your poetry is lonely. And yet, you write to feel less alone.
– I Wrote This For You: The Infinite Distance (via kari-shma)
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I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our...
– Oscar Wilde (via obdormio)
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