a;

the dead don't die

[luciferifilia-deactivated202504]

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

— Stephen Chbosky. (via. luciferifilia)

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“I miss you more than I remember you.”

— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

[tamsoj]

Charles Bukowski, "hurry slowly," from Come On In!

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

– Juansen Dizon

[flowerytale]

Sharon Olds, from "Something Is Happening", One Secret Thing: Poems

[theoptia]

Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life

Text ID: I was no one, I had neither name nor face. Moving through August, I was: nothing.

[fairydrowning]

"I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn’t understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go."

– Charles Bukowski

[texaschainsawmascara]

The Thing Is - Ellen Bass / The Unpublished Poems of E.E. Cummings / Birthday - Andrea Gibson

[mydailybookquotes]

“Love is not everything. It is only when we are young that we think it is.”

-Agatha Christie, Death on the Nile

[wedarkacademia]

[flowerytale]

Clarice Lispector, from “That’s Where I’m Going”, Soulstorm: Stories (tr. Alexis Levitin)

[pawthorn]

Tapping the “If art cannot be made without abusing those that make it, I do not want it” sign vigorously once again.

[thefallenauthor-deactivated2023]

I compose poems, drinking wine or coffee, and listen to music every moment of my existence.

I read books by authors who died centuries ago and I often wonder if I will ever find similar souls in my present who can educate and inspire me.

I'm not sad, I just don't feel anything anymore.

[yms1]

I’m proud of me because I’ve survived the days I thought I couldn’t

[burntthroat]

I'm the one who ruined me: I did it myself

No Longer Human // Ask Polly: Help, I'm The Loneliest Person In The World! // Franz Kafka // Sue Zhao // Fingertips - Fortesa Latifi // Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoevsky // Juansen Dizon // The Garden of Eden - Ernest Hemingway // On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous - Ocean Vuong

[cithaerons]

After a wave of nausea, You fell from the wound of my mouth. You were a sheet of light. After your birth words bled and never stopped.

Kajal Ahmad, Kinder than Miriam (tr. Choman Hardi)

[sweatermuppet]

yes im in my 20s but this is only my first week of being alive