a single moment

[dopesick4ever]

i’ve had like 700-800 cals today 🥳 AND DONE MY HOMEWORK?! I’m locked in guys

[swaandoe]

think again

do you prefer to keep achieving your goal or enjoy that craving that will only make you feel good for 5 minutes and then will h4unt you for the rest of the day? think again.

[xx4yy2]

"you need to gain weight"

you need to fuck off🥹✌️

[lifeinpoetry]

I am she / who betrays blood for a little bit of kingdom

Vanessa Angélica Villarreal, from “Malinche,” Beast Meridian (via lifeinpoetry)

[fleeten-deactivated20150421]

don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense

[metaphorformetaphor]

I wanted to flee by going farther than myself.

Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio, from The Book of Flights (Vintage Classics, 2008; first published 1969)

[metaphorformetaphor]

Ancient dream that one has not forgotten, that one cannot forget: crossing the horizon.

Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio, from The Book of Flights (Vintage Classics, 2008; first published 1969)

[metaphorformetaphor]

Hatred of the loneliness of words.

Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio, from The Book of Flights (Vintage Classics, 2008; first published 1969)

[lifeinpoetry]

there was always dread

and you were

and you will be

nose down in every room in which you try to make your life

—  Lynn Melnick, from “Inauguration Poem,” published in Boston Review

[willynylanders]

me @ myself: wish you weren’t so fuckin awkward bud

[quotemadness]

I see everyone and no one in myself.

Sylvia Plath (via quotemadness)

[quotemadness]

I’ve learned to value failed conversations, missed connections, confusions. What remains is what’s unsaid, what’s underneath. Understanding on another level of being.

Anna Kamieńska (via quotemadness)

[eearth-deactivated20180601]

Personal growth isn’t about becoming a different person, it’s about fundamentally changing how you interact with who you already are.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Grief is not about the shortest distance between two points. It’s about getting out alive.

— Leslie Ann Minot, from New Letters; “Ariadne Sends her Friend a Ball of Twine,”

[metaphorformetaphor]

What could be done? Nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Raymond Carver, from “The Offending Eel,” All of Us: The Collected Poems (Vintage, 2000)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I shut myself up inside myself,

Violette Leduc, tr. by Derek Coltman, from “La Bâtarde,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[snorlax-and-co]