molly @twiirl - Tumblr Blog

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

makomoriz

Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life, Amy Krouse Rosenthal

metamorphesque

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath

[text ID: And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.]

kleinefreiheiten

nyc-subway

lifeinpoetry

I don’t like coyness, if I love you I will take your mouth first because that is where the breath lives, does that make me a wolf, or does this: when I am near you I shackle my intentions & feasts with my eyes, I won’t dare eat of your flesh. How could I? It would be like the snake that eats itself from the tail, eventually it chokes on everything, its rough scales, its heart all colonized & tender, the whole world becomes its body half-eaten & dragging in the dirt—

— Yesenia Montilla, from "MUSE FOUND IN A COLONIZED BODY," Muse Found in a Colonized Body