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[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text. Front: The best times of your life have not yet been lived. Lucky Numbers 41, 36, 22, 51, 39, 34 Back: August, Chinese text 八 (bā) 月 (yuè)]
when I was a kid I wished I had nosebleeds. I had some friends who had them and I was like. that looks so fucking cool. you're just sitting there and suddenly you're covered in blood. it looks so dramatic. it looks so... and here my language failed me. at such a humble age I did not have the vocabulary to describe the sublime. I just sat in incomprehensible jealousy. I turned out totally normal by the way
many on here need to be learning this lesson
by Elizabeth Elder
thank you anais nin
i really wish five hours of sleep was sufficient because going to bed at 2 and waking up at 7 would be heaven but the body keeps score
I’m ready to be transformed by the ibuprofen . I’m ready to be born again in its purifying light.
Danez Smith, “It Began Right Here”
time is moving so fast and being alive on this earth is so scary and im not even in love. whatever. *watches another movie*
You need to touch saltwater
also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.
“he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.”
— Richard Siken, excerpt of You Are Jeff
— Wax 'N' Wayne, Eileen Myles, from 'I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975-2014'
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)
Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours”