June 2012
“Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you
upon...”
– William Butler Yeats (via callalilli)
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so someone suggested that maybe i should stay off of tumblr as it contributes to this sort of existential crisis i’m currently experiencing… i’ll think about it?
so i stay off of tumblr then do what…? i’m thinking if i figure out ‘do what’ first then it will cut back on tumblr time
May 2012
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i want to be fictitious.
then again, maybe i already am. i think all of this would make sense if i were fictitious but it isn’t exactly about making sense- is it?
(not to me)
it’s about sense-ing and having sense and making sense (though never obviously to me) a n d i want to be fictitious.
then it won’t have to matter well, not to me i’m fictitious. but you- whatever type of ‘real’...
The Infinite Distance
officialiwrotethisforyou:
Your poetry is lonely. And yet, you write to feel less alone.
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“FINALLY, I can link my Facebook account to my Tumblr account so all my friends...”
– No one, ever.
(via brightporclain)
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Neil Gaiman: PULP ROMANCE →
mariadahvanaheadley:
He saw her across a crowded shelf.
Her deckle-edge was seductively deep, her endpapers velvety. She was a first edition, probably autographed. Any man would want to write his name in a book like her.
She noticed him perusing her pages, and blushed. He had a hard…
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kindness being a choice?
i kind of get it now BUT WHY IN HELLS IS IT SO HARD?
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karkats-crotch:
what if tonight you were laying in bed really sad and lonely and then all of the sudden the fictional character you are in love with just knocked on your window like in peter pan and then you guys stayed up all night chattering and being best friends and cuddling.
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kkatkkrap:
A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about...
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trillgothdad69:
don’t hate your body because it’s too fat or too thin hate it because it’s a prison of flesh and its existence is meaningless
buttcamp:
have you ever just listened to a recording of you talking and then felt terrible for anyone who’s ever had to talk to you ever
xeno
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
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“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.”
– Sylvia Plath (via skinned-teen)
“What a sad era when it is easier to smash an atom than a prejudice.”
– Albert Einstein (via wisdom-justiceandlove)
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how to impress someone
writingsforwinter:
my father always tells me
that when he was working hard
to impress my mother,
he sent her a postcard in the mail.
this is what it said:
eventually everyone dies.
i hope you have realized that by now.
but i want to spend the rest of my life-
when i am not dying- by your side.
(he impressed her).
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“I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.”
– Jaime Gil de Bieda (via nenuphar-rose)
“I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my...”
– Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow (via 2helmsdeep)
“Give your daughters difficult names. Give your daughters names that command the...”
– Warsan Shire. via afrosandpeeptoes (via mamma-wolf)
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me after running for one minute: i'm still alive, but i'm barely breathing