Diamonds & Rust

[quase-heroi]

[ruavermelha]

[fasdhaanu]

i am sorry i

spoke the words (in)to existence

i didn't mean to

[milesgmorales-archive]

I never thought I’d be able to do any of this stuff. But, I can. Anyone can wear the mask. You could wear the mask. If you didn’t know that before, I hope you do now.

[r-siken-deactivated20210531]

dirty valentine, richard siken

[8-bitstories-deactivated2020062]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“The loneliness is torture, like thirst,”

— Lázaro Santana, tr. by Constance Sullivan, from “Without Love and Alone,”

[fasdhaanu]

i hate that even my drunk thoughts are about you

[l-uha]

NEVER AGAIN.

[lifeinpoetry]

you’re on the phone with your mother again,   but in this dream, you are                                    screaming                    endlessly                                                endlessly                        endlessly. no words careen          out of your broken mouth                        just guttural,                                    wounded sound.                                                you are           ceaseless, you give                                                            no room for her to respond, but in this dream,            she doesn’t feel the need to.                                                                          in this dream,                                                                                   she understands.

— Wanda Deglane, from “Storms from Jupiter,” published in Moonchild Magazine

[fasdhaanu]

All of my thoughts of you

Bullets through rotten fruit

Come apart at the seams

Now I know what dying means

[bluejeansoul]

“Grief is a circular staircase. I have lost you.”

— from “The Five Stages of Grief” by Linda Pastan, in The Five Stages of Grief (via keystrokesforkindling)

[fasdhaanu]

Reminder.

[fasdhaanu]

What do you want? What do you want? What do YOU want? What do you want?

[setmeatopthepyre]

I still watch you when you’re groovin’ As if through water from the bottom of a pool You’re movin’ without movin’ And when you move, I’m moved

You are a call to motion There, all of you a verb in perfect view Like Jonah on the ocean When you move, I’m moved

[books-n-quotes]

“I have always, essentially, been waiting. Waiting to become something else, waiting to be that person I always thought I was on the verge of becoming, waiting for that life I thought I would have. In my head, I was always one step away.”

— Shauna Niequist, Cold Tangerines (via books-n-quotes)

[fasdhaanu]

what once was mine.