[firstfullmoon]

I saw violence in anything with a face. I wished for a place big enough for grief & all I got was more grief

— Chen Chen, from “How I Became Sagacious,” in When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities

[mjalti]

i used to fear that i was a mirror-- that i had no color of my own, that i was defined by whatever was standing in front of me, that i was nothing but my capacity to show people what they wanted to see. this is not true. it is a behavior i have learned in order to protect myself from the fear that i am only conditionally loved. my duty to myself is to discover my essence, create it, and make it so true and so authentic that i couldnt possibly betray it even if i wanted to.

yep

[skamgjeturemer]

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“We are lonely for our own hearts.”

— Anne Boyer, from My Common Heart

[tangerinedream]

this entire blog is simply just a compilation of my soul yearning

[bittersweetborderline]

"But it made you stronger."

I was a child. I didn't need to be stronger. I needed to be safe.

[derangedrhythms]

Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Eating Snake’

[lifeinpoetry]

Hunted girls grow shells

& they call us hard women.

As if survival could ever be delicate.

— Brenna Twohy, from “I Guess I’ll Tell It Like This,” swallowtail

[lifeinpoetry]

“You laugh like everything / is not burning.”

— William Evans, from “Lore,” We Inherit What the Fires Left

[weltenwellen]

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[angeliqueplastique]

At the End of the day You are alone with your thoughts… Do you enjoy Your Solitude? When all is Said & Done, You only have Yourself. People come and go, Materials come and go, Moods come and go… You’re with Yourself, even after You Die. It’s Your Soul. 

Sit in the hotpot of your psyche… And Stir…

[quotemadness]

“I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.”

— Charles Bukowski

[oumaimas]

excerpt from “Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?” by Jeanette Winterson (transcript under the cut)

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[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“My obsessions do not live in my mind; they live in my soul.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Yannis Stavridakis c. December 1917

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“Today I want to resolve nothing. I only want to walk a little longer in the cold”

— Kim Addonizio, closing lines to “New Year’s Day,” Tell Me (BOA Editions Ltd., 2000)

[skamgjeturemer]

Seize the day boys make your lives extraordinary

[skamgjeturemer]

To the Virgins to Make much of a time

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may .

Old times is still a-flying

And this same flower that smiles today tomorrow will be dying