lopez

i'm a gemini

[remanence-of-love]

[askyea-poesy]

I am the bad daughter, the freedom fighter, the shaper of death masks. / I am the snake, I am the crone.

Barbara Jane Reyes

[parisdimi]

i wonder if i ever (really) made you happy, or if i was just convenient—just there. i wonder if i was the anchor you needed until it became too much, until the weight was unwanted, and you remembered how to live without me.

— yshro.

[ohandsowedrown]

When I tell you I have survived worse, I do not mean I am strong. I mean I have learned how to sit inside the mouth of a beast and make my home between its teeth.

[geryone]

4.48 Psychosis, Sarah Kane

[endlessmidnights]

I hate when people say suicide is the easy way out, they have no idea the pain you must be in to want to end your own life

[raeb-log]

i call out for mother & in walks the knife. it breathes. i call for their god & down comes the guillotine. my / father faints. it / ruins me: this urge to press myself back into the earth, to be weeping— / —willowed back to god. to forget, i interlace the hand with the ribcage. the doctors don’t want me to do that again. i forget / that all my friends are a childhood away […]

– ‘from morton’ — lahraeb munir

[soracities]

I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.

— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)

[literaturereads]

"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"

[flowrrs4u]

I am good. I am loved.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nikita Gill

[imagelvr]

[nosequedecirte]

I think what breaks me the most about you, is that you were my great ‘What If’

You were the ultimate ‘in another lifetime, I’d let you love me’

And I got to give you that chance

And I got to watch it crumble and rot. I now get to live in a world where I can’t wonder longingly about what could’ve gone right if I’d have given you that chance. If I’d have let you in.

Because I let you in. And you broke me down. On purpose you broke my heart. On purpose you chose to come into my life, promise me the sun moon and stars, and then tell me nevermind.

In this lifetime, I don’t get to dream about a man who could have been what they promised. Because I tried to live that dream. And instead I ended up tying myself into a lease I can’t break, with a man who seemingly hates me.

What am I supposed to do.

I have nothing left to dream of. Nowhere left to go.

[televisionenjoyer]

"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

[adampvrrish]

when richard siken said 'love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it's like a religion. it's terrifying. no one will ever want to sleep with you' i became overwhelmed with distress and had to fight the urge to knaw my own fingers off

[feral-ballad]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “The Weather of Our Lives”

[phantom-of-the-keurig]

Fanfiction isn’t enough I need my favorite much older and traumatized fictional man to literally break my pelvis