t.

24, she/her

[fairycosmos]

sudden urge to burst into tears. im not a toddler i just agree with their beliefs

[derangedrhythms]

[...] I’m so pathetically intense. I just can’t be any other way.

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume I: 1940 - 1956 — Edward Cohen, c. 11th September 1950

[allsadnshit]

"Growing Around Grief"

Lois Tonkin, 1996

[spider-shoes-archive]

staying close w people long distance really is about the mundane stuff. i get texts like "made quesadillas" "spilled mop water all over the floor :(" "lady on the bus has not one not two but three tiny dogs in her purse" andits like wow. i love you more than words can express

[cloudswamp]

the two fires, margaret atwood

[metamorphesque]

a you-shaped hole in the universe Celia Paul, Ocean Vuong, Owen Gent, Alejandra Pizarnik (trans. Yvette Siegert), Karman Verdi, Edna St Vincent Millay

[metamorphesque]

Leila Chatti, “Tea”

[bleustems]

[smallcerealbowl]

you are in love, taylor swift // emma (2020) // smother, daughter // farewell hug, fabian perez // futile devices, sufjan stevens // sisters, holly warburton

[llovelymoonn]

the longing is killing me

lucille clifton the book of light: “climbing” \ pia brambley

buy me a turmeric latte

[lesbianaglaya]

devastating that you can live somewhere and then move away and someone else moves in and they live there and you don’t live there anymore but you lived there once

[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

I am consuming a media and you are going to hear about it

[lu-sn]

and the thrilling sequel: i consumed a media months ago and you are still hearing about it

[freenarnian]

and the cautionary conclusion: the media has consumed me

[freshpickle]

please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person

[view-from-up-here]

[allieargents]

queue this post when it’s your birthday and be surprised

[mercuriously]

queuing this solely for the purpose of entertaining (and embarrassing) my future self

[lunamonchtuna]

— Izumi Shikibu, from The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono No Komachi and Izumi Shikibu, Women of the Ancient Court of Japan

[crushing-on-nico-di-angelo]

and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...

absolute solitude: selected poems, dulce maria loynaz (tr. james o'connor) // the glass essay, anne carson // litany in which certain things are crossed out, richard siken // @uglyfruit // yves olade // hunger, harry styles // a not admitting of the wound, emily dickinson // no surprises, radiohead // fourth of july, sufjan stevens

[psychedelicflyingshark]

We need like a month where nothing happens and there's no repercussions we all just stay in bed and hibernate and nothing goes wrong