musings for peachmuses.

and if you die / i wanna die too.

[animentality]

[siickangel]

i’m starting to think that crying is the only thing i’m good at bc boi do i do that a lot

[soracities]

("I exist in two places: here and where you are")

Suzanne Buffam, "Vanishing Interior"

Sufjan Stevens, "The Only Thing"

Rene Ricard, "And Then I Tried"

[septemberkisses]

To be loved is to be known; to be seen.

Excerpts Sources:

Is it okay to say this? - Trista Masteer // Blasted - Sarah Kane // Reassurances to Hades - Kristina Haynes // The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - T.J. Reid // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille //"The Last Poem in the Book," These Days (Alfred A. Knopf, 1989); Over and over again - Frederick Seidel // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille // Adult Children of Emotionaly Immature Parents - Lindsay C. Gibson // She Satisfies A Fear with the Rhetoric of Tears - Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz // My Life Is Pathetic! - Heather Havrilesky

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[escspace]

Hydration

[antronaut]

[sageandbone]

[itwasallanillusion-deactivated2]

[the-love-feed]

[nevver]

[demiiwhiffin]

stephen // kesha

[leslieseuffert]

[fairytales-arent-real-here]

[fairytales-arent-real-here]

[smpletxt]

[moonlitpoems]

i’m obsessed with the idea of belonging somewhere. all that i’ve wanted my entire life was to have my place but i’ve always been lost. life is full of empty highways that lead nowhere and everywhere and with every broken road i venture down i get farther away from where i should be. i belong somewhere, with someone, i know it because everyone does and everyone else knows their places and their people and their love and their life but i’m still lost. if i found my somewhere, would i know or keep wandering?

j.e.b. (( i’ll find my place eventually- right? ))