I anticipate tragedies before they happen.
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I anticipate tragedies before they happen.
makemydayaperfect10 (via yoursixwordstory)
And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language.
Hanif Kureishi, from Intimacy (Scribner, 1999)
What if I told you I’m incapable of tolerating my own heart?
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day (via volaream)
Eye contact is a dangerous, dangerous thing. But lovely. God, so lovely.
Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)
A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism.
Georges Bataille. "Erotism: Death and Sensuality". (via aumshinrikyo)
You are a hurricane of a girl; remember to breathe every once in a while, do not drown within your own storm.
i think i saw you smile once, Emma Bleker (via stolenwine)
In case of being swallowed by a wolf, always bring a good book and a pillow and a blanket. Nothing in this world lasts forever. Certainly not wolves.
Sasha Fletcher, “in case you are swallowed by a wolf,” published in Blunderbuss Magazine (via bostonpoetryslam)
Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho
Slow your breath; unclench your fist. Even in sleep you are ready for war.
The Golden Wing (via bookofendings)
I aim to be lionhearted, but my hands still shake and my voice isn’t quite loud enough.
Michelle K., Earning Your Roar. (via michellekpoems)
I love the person I’ve become, because I fought to become her.
Kaci Diane (via kacidiane)
She seems at once destructive and helpless.
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 2: 1934-1939 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.
Jacobs, Kate. Comfort Food. (via wordsnquotes)
Ma, Ma--look what I did, Ma. Look what i did to my hands, I broke 'em. You gave me the stone, gave me the chisel, didn't say how to hold 'em.
Didn't say to give away every piece of the puzzle 'til I was left with nothin'. But I took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust.
Carys Bray, A Song for Issy Bradley
Be crumbled. So wild flowers will come up where you are. You have been stony for too many years. Try something different. Surrender.
Rumi (via oofpoetry)