you’ll know

[luthienne]

Natasha Trethewey, from Thrall: Poems; "Mythology"

[chillpotato]

Carlie Hoffman, from "High Bridge Park"

[leonardospoetry]

You’re lighting up  my flame  from the inside. How did you get in? I don’t even know  how to get in.

[thehiddenhill]

[flowerytale]

D. H. Lawrence, from Lady Chatterley's Lover

[flowerytale]

Sharon Olds, from "Something Is Happening", One Secret Thing: Poems

[cache-e]

“You don’t know what a wild, crazy longing I have, what an ache there is inside me.”

Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953

[flowerytale]

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947

[feral-ballad]

Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind

[Text ID: “I never fought back, I learned how to cry silently, I bore my sins.”]

[geryone]

i love you, it looks like rain, June Gehringer

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

The hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.

—mattmurdock-gf on Tumblr

[siir-poesia]

[selenastaylors]

cant stop thinking about this

[ousia-poetica]

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— Eeva-Liisa Manner, from “The Way The Seasons Changed.”

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— Jean-Paul Sartre, from “Nausea.”

[stay-close]

“Life went on without you. Of course, it did. Of course, it does. It was just an ending, not the end.”

— Lang Leav