A Never Writer

[wordsnquotes]

How odd, I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.

David Foster Wallace, The Pale King (via wordsnquotes)

[aneverwriter]

I found you cold, lost, beautiful, and hauntingly damned

So I welcomed you into my arms

And carved you a home inside my body

Just to keep you warm

But see, I tend to forget

That you can’t make a home in a person

Because you will be left empty

When they take their leave

Not everyone is meant

To withstand the storm and calamity

That goes on in your head

And more importantly,

You can’t love someone

Into loving you

[aneverwriter]

My hands have never held anything more holy

Than the love I carried for you

And my tongue has never tasted anything more sacred

Than the sound of your name

I am praying to the gods old, new and forgotten

To forgive me for trying to reach for a heaven

I never knew even existed

But how could I resist the temptation

When you are the closest thing

I have ever felt to peace

[aneverwriter]

My heart is mourning

For the love it never had

I hate missing you

[aneverwriter]

9.2.15

To the girl with a crown of broken hearts:

How does it feel to carry the burden

Of the love of many

Yet having loved none?

I am curious to see

How your heart is doing

Inside your ribcage

Trapped and afflicted

To listen to the sonnets written

By every boy and girl

You never loved.

[aneverwriter]

8.30.15

There’s a graveyard

Filled with tiny little coffins

And inside of them

Are stories of things that could’ve been

Of chances I should’ve taken

Of holding hands that could’ve led to kisses and drunken solemn nights and lazy Sunday mornings

They are the stories I did not pursue

The dreams I’ve long since forgotten

The people I wondered about in passing

And in all honesty

I’m not ready to bury this one just yet

[pasfine]

Maggie Dunlap, Reminders for myself and acts of protest. Watercolor on paper.

http://maggiedunlap.com/9822620

[contagiouslies]

[feysands]

YA books + quotes [part one]

[myawesomequotes-com]

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

Warsan Shire  

Find More Awesome Quotes Here

(via myawesomequotes-com)

[amanda-oaks]

I’m tired of the way love turns us into animals. I’m tired of roaring. I’m tired of you tearing my flesh with your teeth, stalking me like prey in the shower, lunging and growling; I’m tired of pawing, and panting, and hunting and wagging. Of course at first it was thrilling. The we have no words for this. The we are just our bodies. But look at my cortex. Look at my opposable thumbs. I want out of this stew, I want to use tools, I want to develop agriculture and walk upright towards you through this field of corn that we planted, on purpose, because we were hungry, and human, and knew exactly what we were doing.

Ali Shapiro, “Neolithic Revolution” (published in Verse Daily)

[victoriajoan]

I have loved you too often.

Jennifer Denrow, from California (via victoriajoan)

[writingsforwinter]

That Girl is Batshit Crazy

When Moses parted the Red Sea,

I was busy not being born yet.

Crazy girl, they say. Crazy girl wants to part

the sea of red in her veins.

They placed a rose on my tongue

because they were afraid of its venom.

They said I would never be a mother, always have

an unworn wedding gown hanging in my closet.

They said I would always be that girl on the bridge.

They said I would never be loved.

I never wanted to be loved.

I wanted to be a god.

Some say a woman in Ancient Greece swallowed as many

as five objects a day - anvils, letters, scrolls,

bird with a broken neck

just so she could feel something other than emptiness

passing through her.

That time at the psych ward

I wasn’t batshit crazy. I wasn’t gone.

I swallowed the pills

so I could come back to life.

[word-stuck]

[wordsbydominic]

I’m not looking for anything, but who knows. Lightning is weird.

words by dominic riccitello (via wordsbydominic)

[wordsnquotes]

be softer with you. you are a breathing thing. a memory to someone. a home to a life.

Nayyirah Waheed (via wordsnquotes)

[digg]

This is what people asked the library before Google. (via)

[hoodlock]

The idea that people have somehow become more absurd due to the existence of the internet will never cease to amuse me.

[21stgoddamncentury-deactivated2]

This lady still calls in every day.