Imagine a room, a sudden glow. Here is my hand, my heart, my throat, my wrist....– “Saying Your Names,” Richard Siken (via commovente)
I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite...– Derrick Brown, Love Language (via weaverofstars)
To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth- I count...– Henry Miller (via underthecarolinamoon)
the-lonely-scottish-guy: ‘stop being overdramatic’ they say ‘i dont know what you mean’ i say as i descend from the ceiling, surrounded by mist
theeworldisours: i’m happier than I used to be. thank you.
5000letters: I wake up at night on the hour to make sure that you are still there even though I know that if you weren’t my lungs would seize looking for breath because it seems that every time you leave you take all the air with you.
can we just talk about how wonderful cuddling while reading is?
Let it heal you. Tell your mother. Let it heal you. Name yourself in a...– ‘Broken’ - Clementine von Radics. (via t-button)
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.
We have to consciously study how to be tender with each other until it becomes a...– Audre Lorde (via ryanbhilliard)
…and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest...– Jack Kerouac. (via oscarprgirl)
I wrote too many poems in a language I did not yet know how to speak, but I...– Andrea Gibson (via clementinevonradics)
writersprocrastinate: Hi, I’m a writer. My hobbies include not writing.
Be merciful until you can’t be. Until you feel your heart begin to harden...– Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
Your daughter’s face is a small riot, her hands are a civil war, a refugee...– Warsan Shire, from “Ugly” (via vonberno)
I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.– Rudy Francisco (via ontheedgeofdarkness)
I used to be gold. First prize collarbones, atomic number 79. I think of our...– Lauren Flynn, “I used to be gold.” (via commovente)
but why do i do things though why
things to avoid: mirrors, clocks– JR (via 8luemoon)
lnnea: I said something once and it didn’t really go very well
sneaking into the house at 4 a.m. wearing someone else’s clothes… one of the sketchier things i’ve done in a while.
When our breasts arrived as a kind of currency, we’d tug our camisoles low,...– Megan Falley, “Beginning in an Ice Cream Truck and Ending in a Court Room (After Kim Addonizio)” (via clementinevonradics)
Don’t ask me about his lips. How they ruby and burn. Stretch full over white...– His Lips, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
mntrose: The most horrific thing about getting close to someone is the thought that at any point, they could lose complete interest in you
That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism....– Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
I tend to fall in love with women who will never love me back. I know it sounds...– Rudy Francisco (via talkaboutourbigplans)