trash and error

[deveril]

Useless are the hands

that cannot fashion

a thing of beauty

in your jeweled eyes.

Worthless is the heart

that no one yearns for,

beating without a

reason, for no one.

Purposeless the life

lived in solitude;

wretched, forgotten —

a waste of being.

— deveril

[metamorphesque]

Devotion  | Ocean Vuong

[thoughtkick]

“The deeper the wound, the more private the pain.”

— Isabel Allende, Paula

[deveril]

A whole world in pain 
concurrently, but we’re all 
suffering alone.

~

— deveril

[vkr]

it's never too late to be a good person

[actuallyxnotshy]

I searched for love in the heavens above.

[jugurtti-deactivated20210925]

[juansendizon]

[melisscan]

[weltenwellen]

Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Randall Couch, from “She Who Walks”, Madwomen: Poems of Gabriela Mistral

[lifeinpoetry]

“but i’m not an easy woman / and why would you want to be?”

— — Jenny Zhang, from “jenny’s trying / victoria’s theme,” My Baby First Birthday

[qvotable]

“And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.”

— Lord Byron // Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

[deveril]

Here I will send you

postcards from my winding path

to self destruction

— deveril

[cottagelf]

Give me a tempest, and let me weather it.

[leahberman]

june bloom

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[dearestvita-deactivated20221122]

“In the dream I don’t tell anyone, you put your head in my lap.”

— Richard Siken, from I Had a Dream About You

[leahberman]

wildflower ridge; los angeles, california

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