FROSTI

: a storm in a teacup :

[weltenwellen]

Leila Chatti, from “Tea”

[orpheuslament]

is anyone else disgusted by the enormity of their desire or is it just me & richard siken

[how-to-devour-life]

This is me if you even care (not my original quote)

[frostihidesinplainsight]

You were born with this void inside. A vast abyss of emptiness. Loneliness woven into every cell of your being, probably before you left your mother's womb. An incurable disease. An ever-present part of you.

And you've been trying to outrun it your whole life. Outsmart it. Fill it enough so that it doesn't feel so.. empty. But nothing ever worked, did it? You are as alone as you were when you were 30. When you were 13. When you were 3.

[feral-ballad]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “February”

[geryone]

Hard Loving, Marge Piercy

[weltenwellen]

Didi Jackson, from "Poem With the Last Line as the First"

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012

[weltenwellen]

 Andrea Gibson, You Better Be Lightning

[allthedesiredusernamesaretaken]

" The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever. "

— Jacques Cousteau

📷 mine

[lilyflxwers]

unknown//janet finch/white oleander//holyaches//unknown//sylvia plath/the bell jar// sue zhao//carol rifka brunt/tell the wolves i’m home//suzanne rivecca/death is not an option//ineloquent-creature

[youreyesblazeout]

She was used to it… having invisible footprints in other people’s lives… “leave nothing take nothing” as if everyone she loved were national parks, protected, preserved for some future in which she had no part. And truth was, it was easy to tread lightly, to give of herself and take nothing in return… to love and be loved behind masks and curtains… safe behind demilitarized zones. Few people seemed to perceive how much of her was untouchable. But still, she dreamed for more… she dreamed of setting a flag in some forbidden city of a heart. She dreamed of complications, of flesh puzzles, of trying to fit two lives, three lives… more lives into the same day of hours as hers. She dreamed of leaving footprints. - Peregrine

[lucidloving]

Mahmoud Darwish, In the Presence of Absence // Ada Limón, "Lies About Sea Creatures" // Sherita Walker // @itsbaditsgood // Richard Siken, "I Had a Dream About You" // Richard Siken, "You Are Jeff" (8) // Richard Siken, "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" // @_demarmol on Instagram // Anne Sexton, "The Touch"

[aworsening]

What could I have been? What will I be?

i. Between the Bars, Elliott Smith / ii. @danielcalmdown / iii. The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath / iv. Things You Wanted To Say But Never Did, Geloy Concepcion

[morepeachyogurt]

marlena by julie buntin

[swirlingyouintomypoems]

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.

@dog-teeth/nobody - mitski/@ lilrainpoety on instagram/little weirds - jenny slate/@blossomfully/@chaandajaan/strawberry blond - mitski/wishbone - richard siken/salt - salma deera/unable to find a source/mia hollow/the unabridged journals of sylvia plath/nobody - mitski/crush - richard siken

[weltenwellen]

Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"

[fandom-trash-goblin]

you live in a house of god; praying on your knees; and wonder why he never saves you.

on being unloved by god