ruins

i don't know how many more ways i can say i wish you had stayed i don't know who to turn to if i can't turn to you 'wrote you a poem where the first letters all spelled out how do i talk do you anymore'

[1617]

sorry for not responding i just dont have the mental capacity to hold a conversation anymore

[shisasan]

𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟽, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[bigdreamsandwildthings]

A little reminder for any of us that need it today ♡

[tristamateer]

from my book Honeybee!!

[quoted-books]

I promised no more poetry and I’d rather think of this as a confession: you are still the first person I want to share new things with.

Trista Mateer, Honeybee (via quoted-books)

[soracities]

Euripides, from “Orestes”, An Oresteia (trans. Anne Carson)

[sickh0ney]

[tristamateer]

From my book The Dogs I Have Kissed

[tristamateer]

I still wake up with things to tell you. One day, I won’t. I will learn placid acceptance. I will stop panicking when I can’t perfectly remember the pitch of your voice or the curve of your jawline. The smell of cinnamon won’t make me sad anymore. At this point it’s not about finding someone to replace you. I have spread my love all over the place. It’s about trying to sleep knowing I live in a world that has your hands in it.

“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends” Trista Mateer

this is from my book Honeybee!

(via tristamateer)

[tristamateer]

[verblassteliebeslinien]

[verblassteliebeslinien]

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[tristamateer]

“Listen, you have to pull it together. There’s no use agonizing over mouths that don’t want to open around your name. Stop mourning the doors you left locked and bolted. Put on the red dress. Empty out your purse. Chase the anxiety meds with gin. Leave your pens at home.”

— “Writer’s Relief” Trista Mateer

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[wipedd-outtt]

#mine #wipedd-outtt

[heartlessqueen]

i don’t know how to make it stop!!

[aprvlx]

I will get drunk and kiss strangers and I will dance all night with my friends. I will cry for you on the kitchen floor but I won’t ask you to come back.

aprvlx (via aprvlx)

although

[traumabell]