found a way to the pleasure city

\\nothing humble about being a god//

[modalitate]

[stardustemotions-deactivated202]

I promise you my pain wasn’t poetic. It was days without sleep and pretending i was stable enough to continue

[flowerytale]

Sharon Olds, from "Little Things"; Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002

[geryone]

Eating the Archive, Yousif M. Qasmiyeh

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

- I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

[feelingsoftheday]

I wanna disappear for a while.

[fairydrowning]

"Days will pass, and you'll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality."

– Nizar Qabbani

[hwhwgwhnwnwbwbwg-deactivated202]

Haruki Marukami

[rain-tea-coffee]

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Lytton Strachey (September 1925)

[feral-ballad]

Ameen Rihani, from Grape Leaves: A Century of Arab-American Poetry; “From: A Chant of Mystics”

[resqectable]

“Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”

— J.K. Rowling

[calellon]

i’m surviving solely on day dreams and fantasies at this point

[petaltexturedskies]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to F.S. Cooper written c. February 1876

[powerburial]

what's the matter honey? you've hardly touched your fleeting experience of time on earth

[thehopefulquotes]

“There’s nothing more intimate in life than simply being understood.”

— Brad Meltzer

[weltenwellen]

Kaveh Akbar, from “Calling a Wolf a Wolf (Inpatient)”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf