And I can barely tell the sky from the shoreline.

You are the most exquisite form of self destruction and I can't stay away.

[witchesincantations-blog]

[virginiewoolf]

Carrie Fisher, from The Princess Diarist.

[theoptia]

Marguerite Duras, from The Lover

Text ID: I feel a sadness I expected and which comes only from myself. I say I’ve always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sadness I’ve always had, I could almost call it by my own name, it’s so like me.

[smallsushiroll-deactivated20200]

[sa-dnesss]

[extihnction]

[milkyyyart]

[heavensghost]

‘I took my grief down to the river to drown it there but it was the grief that carried me and it won’t be bringing me home.’

[destroymylife]

[1st-1]

[sorrowmaven]

“I am sick of haunting myself from within like an old house.”

— Erica Jong, from “Bitter Herb,” Witches (as seen in Becoming Light: Poems New and Selected)

[peachpitgirl]

[wordscanbeenough]

“How did everything go so wrong? How can I get myself out of this mess?”

— Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963

[tendermimi]

Mary Oliver, ‘north country’

[wordscanbeenough]

“It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I’d known, maybe I’d have kept tighter hold of them, and not let unseen tides pull us apart.”

— Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

[maryolive]

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

[wordscanbeenough]

“Therefore, dark past, / I’m about to do it. / I’m about to forgive you / for everything.”

— Mary Oliver, from “A Settlement”