The Only Part That's Not Temporary.

3/13

[13neighbors]

“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”

David Foster Wallace, The Pale King (via 13neighbors)

[alonesomes]

A poem in which I don’t compare you to anything. In which you are not an elevator that I got stuck on, or a train that never left, but no more than a person. No less than a person. Today, you are not a mistake or a rip in my tights or a lesson. Today, I take myself home and undo, undress, unlearn. I take myself home and write a poem about my skin for the third time in a row and then wash myself in it until I’m clean and new.A poem for the first full month that didn’t hear the ache of your name, and for every month after. A poem in which I am singular. A poem in which I am more than the people who never wanted me, and I know this.

Caitlyn Siehl, “Singular”   (via ismiamora)

I'm crying a little, this is so beautiful.

[fyp-psychology]

I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.

Theodore Isaac Rubin  (via wordsnquotes)

[ionlysometimes]

Tonight I had to leave the grocery store because I just couldn't stand being around so many couples. I never realized how much it sucks to be single. Whether it was a couple arguing over who "has it" as in who's paying for the raw cookie dough, they'll presumably go home to each other's apartment to bake them together. Or the couple at the video stand trying to pick out a dvd, they'll presumably go home to watch together. Or even the older middle-aged couple who laughed like they were sneaking away, whom that means their kids presumably. I had to leave because their love was too much and it killed me knowing that that was missing from my life. It's even worse that I've had it before and who knows if I'll ever feel it again.

Love at the grocery store at 9pm

[observando]

The devil’s finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.

Charles Baudelaire (via observando)

[observando]

If you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

Jodi Picoult (via observando)

[observando]

Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.

Frank Herbert (via observando)

[ionlysometimes]

I want to

Pack up my favorite possessions and my cats and move to a foreign country, like France or Italy. I want to sit in the countryside and read other artist's poetry and be inspired by our emotions and feel so moved that I just want to write all day long. I want my hand to get so cramped that I am forced to take a break and to lay down in the grass and look up at the sky and know I'm not doing this for anyone by myself. I'm mostly new to this but I can tell it's going to be an exciting love affair ~

[ionlysometimes]

I think the worst part is these little fantasies I get in my head of where we're together and something funny will be said and I'm all witty and charming. And you look at me and smile with your love eyes. I hate those moments because it gives me a glimpse at what I could have. And when I flip back to reality, it's like a cat scratch along my insides- sharp, demanding of your attention, and itchy after you forget how much it hurt.

a little birdy told me this is how it feels when you take a vacation from listening to your gut

[pigmenting]

She doesn’t want to hear I’m sorry. She wants to hear the bees in your chest making love.

Tara Hardy, from “Adam’s Rib” in Bring Down the Chandeliers (via pigmenting)

[ionlysometimes]

I wonder what it's like to date a person who's just happy all of the time. I wonder what it's like to be the person who's happy all the time.

[pigmenting]

You know, they say that there is a part of the human chest that if you strike it hard enough, it makes the person’s heart explode. This sounds like such a lie that I have to believe it’s the truth. If I were science, I’d never tell anyone where this place is. If I were science, I’d have named this place after you.

Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, from “Not as Smart as I Think I Am” in Everything is Everything (via pigmenting)

[the-writing-reservist-deactivat]

That desperate longing you get, That thirst, Like rolling over on a summer’s night to find the glass of water that isn’t there, That’s what it was like Rolling over to find you gone My bed empty My heart all dried up.

Jamie L. Harding. (via the-writing-reservist)

[ionlysometimes]

Do you know?

[coral]

There were two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

Jodi Picoult (via feellng)

  (via thegoodquoteco)

[wordsbydominic]

My lips brushed against his cheek for a last touch while I gave him our final tug; and as he began to distance himself, he stopped and turned. “Don’t be a stranger,” he said with the brightest smile. I laughed, opened the car door and with a single smirk I said, “I was never the stranger,” and shut the door.

lunch with my ex words by dominic riccitello (via wordsbydominic)

[theijeoma-deactivated20180827]

I am too full of life to be half loved.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via theijeoma)