to keep & be kept

i promise

[lostinthemeshes]

“And I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.”

— Franz Kafka, The Castle (via le-dilemme)

[castielchitaqua]

im never serious but I always mean it

[the-first-flower]

[drhorsekiller]

I was born a cursed, wretched little girl, and I never outgrew it

[aaaangel444]

[softgrlfriend]

the sexual tension between “so what if no one ever truly knows me. I belong fully to myself” and “what’s the point if no one understands me”

[compljcated]

in another universe you said you loved me too (inspired by @unsends)

[lifeinpoetry]

I don’t want to look dead, but what I see in the mirror dismays me. I look dead. My skin is pale—not pale as fine china, pale as whiteness, or pale as Snow White, but pallid as a drowned body or patient in the intensive care unit in desperate need of a blood transfusion, or my own undead self hunting me down. Bags hang from my eyes, and my mouth is dry. In the cabinet is some blood-red lipstick, which I draw across my lips. I dab my fingers in the pigment, then blend it into my cheeks to incorporate the color into my complexion. I want to look ruddy, alive and well. When I put on makeup, I want it to look like I’m alive.

— Moshtari Hilal, from "Decomposition," Ugliness, tr. Elisabeth Lauffer

[fromhersoul]

[daannnaaa]

yeah ur cute but can u handle my overthinking?

[heavensghost]

I love with my teeth

[lifeinpoetry]

But a diagnosis will dog you. It will track your steps and follow you, panting, into the night.

— Elvia Wilk, from an excerpt in the description of A Diagnosis

[eggsdoodz]

sending my love…it’s apple shaped

[sunshinetrinket]

new ask game what do you think is wrong with me for real

[naive-personality]

[lifeinpoetry]

Maybe I was using him to unhook me from myself. Letting him untether me a little. Letting him wind me out.

— Kyra Wilder, from Gloss

[saintfelina]