[thehotelchelsea]

my wound salt that I keep beside my bed

[theoptia]

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).

[feral-ballad]

Carrie Fountain, from Burn Lake; “Experience”

[abyssus-noctis-deactivated20260]

[weltenwellen]

Richard Siken, from "Tablecloth"

[apocryphics]

but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!

[aseaofquotes]

Rebecca Serle, In Five Years

[tofublock]

Starstruck beach

[watermotif]

once i get taken out back and shot i'll be fine

[sunfortune]

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

[geryone]

The Sorrow Festival, Erin Slaughter

[scatterghosts-deactivated202411]

Up The Wolves by The Mountain Goats // Minotauro by Jordi Garriga Mora

[tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva]

generalized anxiety disorder is kind of a funny diagnosis...like this bitch is scared just in general

[tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva]

they should make a version of my life where everything didn't go horribly wrong when I was 14

[feral-ballad]

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.”]

[elizabitchtaylor-deactivated202]

Dolly Parton onstage, 1970

[feral-ballad]

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?”]