my wound salt that I keep beside my bed
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my wound salt that I keep beside my bed
Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970
Text ID: I’m chasing myself (I have been for years).
Carrie Fountain, from Burn Lake; “Experience”
Richard Siken, from "Tablecloth"
but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!
Rebecca Serle, In Five Years
Starstruck beach
once i get taken out back and shot i'll be fine
shadow and bone tv is so beautiful. you can’t comprehend it if you haven’t read the books and you can’t enjoy it if you have lmfao <3
The Sorrow Festival, Erin Slaughter
Up The Wolves by The Mountain Goats // Minotauro by Jordi Garriga Mora
generalized anxiety disorder is kind of a funny diagnosis...like this bitch is scared just in general
they should make a version of my life where everything didn't go horribly wrong when I was 14
Florence Welch, from Useless Magic: Lyrics and Poetry; “Maybe it would be fun”
[Text ID: “I tell myself I’m not like that any more / At least I thought I was less savage / I try, I try, I try, I try, I try to do less damage.”]
Dolly Parton onstage, 1970
Carol Ann Duffy, from The World’s Wife; “Delilah”
[Text ID: “but I cannot be gentle, or loving, or tender. / I have to be strong. / What is the cure?”]