anon.

[anon-4-u]

too hard to swallow, it’s not going down

[neckkiss]

About Time (2013)

[rbhvleo]

it eats me alive.

[anon-4-u]

I put all my faith in you.

[anon-4-u]

what if you don’t love me the same as you used to

[stlowens]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals

[saltchurch]

Of Power and Time, Mary Oliver— from Upstream

[stlowens]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals

[5asa]

You’ll keep forgiving the one you love, until you hate them

[anon-4-u]

[thingsworthsaving]

“As far as words go, ‘crying’ is louder and ‘weeping’ is wetter. When people explain the difference between the two to English-language learners they say that weeping is more formal, can sound archaic in everyday speech. You can hear this in their past tenses—the plainness of ‘cried’, the velvet cloak of ‘wept’. I remember arguing once with a teacher who insisted ‘dreamt’ was incorrect, dreamed the only proper option. She was wrong, of course, in both philological and moral ways, and ever since I’ve felt a peculiar attachment to the t’s of the past: weep, wept, sleep, slept, leave, left. There’s a finality there, a quiet completion, of which ’d’ has never dreamt.”

— Heather Christle, from The Crying Book

[mitten]

[anon-4-u]

I can feel the devastation move across every inch of my body, a warmth filling my fingertips and cold consuming the space in my chest

[unchildhood]

JEAN YOON

‘Contact Metamorphism’, To A T (2017);

personal photos, original edit

[anon-4-u]

to love him is to loathe myself

can you erase it from my mind

[understands]

[anon-4-u]

Why is it always him