[thememedaddy]

[loveridden1999]

[petaltexturedskies]

Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Edward Sackville-West, written c. September 1926, from The letters of Virginia Woolf : Vol. III, 1923-1928

[petaltexturedskies]

Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago (originally published in 1957)

[aurorasholy]

Mhairi McFarlane, Last Night

[littlehorrorshop]

For the Term of His Natural Life (1927)

[theotherkingdoms]

—Olivia Gatwood, “We All Got Burnt that Summer” from Life of the Party

[rottingfaerieteeth]

[mournfulroses]

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends

[wordx]

[luminote]

The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.

[feral-ballad]

Sandra Cisneros, from Loose Woman: Poems; "I Am on My Way to Oklahoma to Bury the Man I Nearly Left My Husband For"

[lntenso]

[yourgirlinpieces4]

all roads lead back to the loneliness i felt as a child

[heavensghost]

I dream of soft fruit

[basicpickledbitch]

[lisbonsteresa]

summer thunderstorms are one of the most romantic things in the world, actually