An exit wound. A word I cannot translate. A name I cannot say. The poem I cannot write. You are everything I want.
Jeanann Verlee - 'Exit Wound,' Racing Hummingbirds

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An exit wound. A word I cannot translate. A name I cannot say. The poem I cannot write. You are everything I want.
Jeanann Verlee - 'Exit Wound,' Racing Hummingbirds
When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP
Practical Magic by Alice Hoffman
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im dying
may 4, 1995.
Vicente Aleixandre, ed. by Lewis Hyde, from A Longing for the Light: Selected Poems; “The Explosion”
[Text ID: “I devoted myself to one endless afternoon. / I’ve loved you every moment of that afternoon.”]
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“Always keep mint on your windowsill in August, to ensure that buzzing flies will stay outside, where they belong. Don’t think the summer is over, even when roses droop and turn brown and the stars shift position in the sky. Never presume August is a safe or reliable time of the year. It is the season of reversals, when the birds no longer sing in the morning and the evenings are made up of equal parts golden light and black clouds. The rock-solid and the tenuous can easily exchange places until everything you know can be questioned and put into doubt.”
— Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic (via shitiunderline)
we return to each other in waves this is how water loves!!!!!!!!
a love that feels like the sun in your chest
what i want: a love golden like daylight
you never get over your first love, not if its your best friend.