âYou deserve something you donât have to question. You deserve someone who is sure of you.â
â r.h. Sin
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âYou deserve something you donât have to question. You deserve someone who is sure of you.â
â r.h. Sin
peach-hued. (a poem about my girlfriend clementine đ!)
âi have this undeniable urge to kiss somebody else. to feel their body on my body. to lace my fingers in their hips. i donât want to sit up with them until the sun comes up. that was your job and you ruined it. and i have spent too many nights heart in hand, chained to the floor. i have spent too many days trying not to cry in the middle of class, turning my body into a war zone the second i got home - itâs like i have forgotten how to live. so fuck, letâs throw out the razors. throw out the heartbroken poetry. throw out the sad songs and the driving fast and the wanting to die so bad. letâs pretend we never fell in love, get drunk on each othersâ skin, stick our tongues down each othersâ mouths where nobody would even think to look - in public bathrooms, in the middle of the fields we used to play in, in your parentsâ bed when theyâre not home, everywhere. on everything. letâs moan bible verses into each otherâs throats and howl at the wind. you can use me - i donât care. letâs feel wanted. letâs feel wanted.â
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âif i stay here i feel like i might die, but if i leave i know of no place i could surviveâ
â e.e.
Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire
Adonis, from âTo A Soothsayerâ, Selected Poems
Louise GlĂźck, from âPersephone the Wandererâ, Poems 1962-2012
Tracy K. Smith, from âDonât You Wonder, Sometimes?â, Life on Mars
âMy mystery is a simple one: I do not know what being alive is.â
â Clarice Lispector, from âAn Apprenticeship, or, The Book of Delights,â
The walls are closing and I canât breathe
ocean vuong, âqueen under the hillâ
[ID: âIf I close my eyes no one can hurt me.â end ID]
Someone who thinks death is the scariest thing doesnât know a thing about life.
Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
Itâs all too much and not enough at the same time.
Jack Kerouac
âI keep trying to get out of a cage they keep telling me Iâm not really in.â
â sarah xerta, âjuliet (I)â