loud noise & silence

[journalinbloom-blog]

I don’t feel like I still have anything to hold me here

[infpisme]

[dogboyism]

[luthienne]

Hélène Cixous, Hyperdream (tr. Beverly Bie Brahic)

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000)

[filmaticbby]

[i-will-die-today]

cant imagine life without suffering

[megalomanijak]

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[robertjw4688]

[soracities]

Walt Whitman, ‘Earth, My Likeness’, Leaves of Grass

[Text ID: “There is something fierce and terrible in me eligible to burst forth, I dare not tell it in words,”]

[some-ed-transguy]

my review of the body i was given

★☆☆☆☆

[vesface]

[stolen-ferrari]

“Love breaks my bones and I laugh.”

— Charles Bukowski (via neckkiss)

[aristotlemencloza]

Grief is just love with no place to go.

– unknown // Art piece by Ikenaga Yasunari

[larmoyante]

“Also, I’m angry. I know life is hard, I think everyone knows that in their hearts, but why does it have to be cruel, as well? Why does it have to bite?”

— Stephen King, 11/22/63

[dhaaruni]

I’m Telling the Truth but I’m Lying: Essays by Bassey Ipki

[stay-close]

I'm in pain because the day is ending and somehow l am never healing.

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters