howβs that house that raised you?
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@ghostofrevenge
howβs that house that raised you?
writing poetry with my cousinβs fridge
Geranium from Little Weirds by Jenny Slate / Emergency Contact fromΒ Pansy by Andrea Gibson
βI am yours when the world is too heavy on your shoulders.β
Forugh Farrokhzad, Reborn; from βBorder Wallsβ, tr. Sholeh WolpΓ©
βIf a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.β
β Mik Everett (via quotemadness)
βNothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.β
β Kait Rokowski (via aranrhod)
Amazing. This is ten thousand year old water trapped inside of a polished quartz crystal.
(Source: 1β’2β’3)
Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
βDo all lovers feel like theyβre inventing something?β
β Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019)
πΌπππππ πππππππππ, ππππππππ πππππ (π·πΎπΏπΈ-π·πΏπΊπ·)
i painted my skies blackΒ
in preparation for the funeral
for you i let my roses die
and along with themΒ
/
i wilted in the lack of love
your sugar water was poison
and it kept me addicted tilΒ
//
i couldnβt take it anymore
i burst like an avalanche
aired my grievances in a bomb
///
and your gaseous lies
still linger in the walls
just like tobacco smoke
////
secondhand smoke wonβt kill me
because you did it first
and yet still i stand
strong and mighty, a weeping willow
as much as the world fails you, never regret having a good heart.Β
Trust nothing eightfold, for nothing eightfold trusts.
βEverybody has gone through something that has changed them in a way that they could never go back to the person they once were.β
β (via love-diaries)