May 2013
14 posts
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be...
behindmyteeth:
i will write my poems on your skin with my mouth, breathing each syllable onto each inch of your neck, forming constellations from your freckles, tracing the outline of your body against mine. we won’t need pens to write our poems anymore.
Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.
– Janet Fitch
the first word I teach my daughter will be “no”
she will sing it to me and...
– The First Word I Teach My Daughter (via girl-violence)
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people...
– Katie Kacvinsky
Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can...
– Andrea Gibson
waiting to be held
risksinnumbers:
You held up your arms felt the weight of her hands on your shoulders you have not been here before have not felt her touch along your spine she is opening you like a book now reading the creases on your hands she molds you and you will let her you have been waiting for this for a while.
April 2013
22 posts
harmless-sinning:
There were some things I always thought would be impossible in the world.
But you were one of them.
And I was wrong.
I always thought that life would pass with a sense of perpetual sameness.
But you changed things.
And I was wrong.
I never believed that moments could be so unusually infinite.
But we will have so many.
And I was wrong.
I was certain that I would never want...
harmless-sinning:
How I feel for you…
The feeling is that of which I cannot describe,
One that I have never had to even try.
Sort of like those nights alone, where you sit outside in the grass with only the moon as your light, and you can just hear the universe whispering right into your ear, and you are longing to learn all the secrets of the stars. And you feel the earth actually grabbing on...
Spend five minutes cooking pasta and a whole other hour musing about it. Have...
– Haruki Murakami
We must leave evidence. Evidence that we were here, that we existed, that we...
– Mia Mingus
Reasons To Be Happy:
Dead trees still stand and so can you.
You have five fingers on each hand. One day those fingers will travel from your lap to someone else’s and that person will know all the bad stuff and still want to kiss you.
Seasons are guaranteed when nothing else seems to be.
Deprived of their newspapers or a novel, reading-addicts will fall back onto...
– Aldous Huxley (via veganash)
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people...
– Katie Kacvinsky
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
March 2013
90 posts
Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world’s weight...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an...
– Sam Keen
My youngest brother had a wonderful schtick from some time in high school,...
– Guy Gavriel Kay
He’s not a poet, but
I can tell from the way that he
traced the curve of my...
– Shinji Moon
I taste her and realize I have been starving.