[threespringspoet]

Words by: @thesanitysipper

[goth-queen]

[wildflowerdaysi]

[mirrorsinner]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Writing to you is like kissing you. It is something physical,”

— Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren c. November 1949

[fouracao]

my love; there is no flaw in you.

[wldnflower]

[oldwinesoul]

// Henry Miller, from a letter to Brenda Venus (July 4, 1976)

[oldwinesoul]

// Pablo Neruda

[oldwinesoul]

// Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

[s-n]

[argentvive]

Slow it down!

[inaloversquarrel]

[hapless-hollow]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— sylvia plath (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[happyk44]

[Text ID: "I'm so pathetically intense. I just can't be any other way." /end ID]

[lolitas-steampunk-dream]

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Incest: A Jounal of Love; The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1947-1955

[bobbole]

Dilara Findikoglu, Rotten cherry dress