V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
Blessings in the form of humans.
Kaveh Akbar, from Calling A Wolf A Wolf: Poems; “Heritage”
“but we joke and laugh otherwise we would start screaming.”
— Charles Bukowski
Eminem kissing a fan, 1999
(visibly shaking and covered in blood) yeah its just been kind of a long week haha
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
“Some people will never get to know her - What a damn tragedy.”
— a.y. (via inksomniac)
“I disappear a lot, it’s getting easier. I fade into the background, keep my mouth pressed into a tight line, try to pretend that no one can even see me. I know there’s better ways to spend my time, but lately, I prefer making myself disappear. If you wanna see a magic trick, keep your eyes wide open, I’m about to vanish.”
— Lacee Rains, vanishing (via wordsnquotes)
rest your head on my chest when the world feels heavy on you
I hope you win the war, you tell no one about.
"can u multitask" yes actually i am losing my mind and chilling at the same time
You know when Hozier said, "No grave can hold my body down. I'll crawl home to her", yea y'all get the point.
— s.r.m. @belovedbi
[ID: All daughters turn into blood thirsty hounds— after years of licking their own wounds and biting their tongue. /end ID]