The Muse Descends

Kelli. Mother, Wife, Writer.

[writedrunk-editdrunker]

You weren't supposed to fucking die.

[kittiezandtittiez]

[thefuuuucomics]

there are so many things going on at the same time

[rainshadoww-deactivated20170807]

Awwww animals are the BEST!!

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.

 Franz Kafka, from Diaries (via violentwavesofemotion)

[lupinemother]

God slipped something into my drink last night

I’ve bit my lip into a swollen ribbon, I’m no good at waiting Form and function slid into necessity and I’m not holding my breath for clarity to surface there’s this whole word of news with absolutely nothing new and love has not been a verb that I’ve carried in my bones lately I’m trying something new, I’m trying locking all the doors you’re covered in all this skin and I’m covered in dirt God, if you’re still out there, when will you pick me up clean me up, take me out where people are alive and laughing, and free

[mostshared]

1. From the moment you declare your major, you will claim authority over any and all grammar or spelling disputes that arise in everyday conversations. If two friends are squabbling about the difference between affect and effect, you but have to say, “English major!” and...

[tierneytisdale-deactivated20110]

Anonymous hour. Nothing will be unanswered, ignored or deleted.

[kelli-withan-i]

i fucking dare you

[kelli-withan-i]

Aria says, “No, Mommy! No Kitchen Nightmares!!”

[words-and-coffee]

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (via words-and-coffee)

[fromtha-heart-deactivated201301]

When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.

Lemony Snicket (via paintdeath)

[wordsnquotes]

So therefore I dedicate myself to myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger - because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being.

Jack Kerouac (via o-r-p-h-i-c)

[writedrunk-editdrunker]

dark humour isn’t everybody’s cup of liquidized dead baby

[writedrunk-editdrunker]

I wonder if you think of me as often as I think of you You have to know I think of you. the days we are not together feel like a waste. They are measured in grueling hours And time seems to drag on forever. I am glad to have my thoughts, my memories, the words we share when apart. I am happy to have my dreams of you Where time doesn’t exist Barriers aren’t there to stop us No restraints to keep us from each others touch I wonder if you dream of me.

[writedrunk-editdrunker]

I’ve never felt my heart race like this My palms sweat My stomach churns I shake and my throat tightens You’re like an allergic reaction.

[slowly-letting-me-go-deactivate]

[kelli-withan-i]

I swear I can feel you everywhere.

(via kelli-withan-i)

[kelli-withan-i]

Give me a reason to hold on to you A word A smile God, even just a breath Give me a reason to wait for you Your kiss Your life Your death

(via kelli-withan-i)

[refuser]