May 2010
“Tears streamed down his face and he cradled the barrel of the shotgun in his...”
– Song of Solomon, Toni Morrison (via electricityscape)
electricityscape:
stirringofbirds:
Time to...
IN OUR BEDROOM, AFTER THE WAR: Snow and Dirty... →
Close your eyes. A lover is standing too close to focus on. Leave me blurry and fall toward me with your entire body. Lie under the covers, pretending to sleep, while I’m in the other room. Imagine my legs crossed, my hair combed, the shine of my boots in the slatted light. I’m thinking My…
IN OUR BEDROOM, AFTER THE WAR: Summons, Mary Karr →
For an instant I looked away, and an ocean blossomed between us, 3000 miles of wild silk rippling. On the other side your unreachable body. Listen, the globe’s meridians bore me, and I deplore time zones and the lone heart’s metronome without your broad chest thumping close counterpoint. No…
“It’s no use
Mother dear, I
can’t finish my
weaving
You may
blame...”
– Sappho (via electricityscape)
Communion, Jeanann Verlee
obliteratedheart:
electricityscape:
I know a boy who called his girlfriend’s body a “crime scene.” Dad, my body is a crime scene. My body is lint and gasoline and matchstick. My body is a brush fire. It’s ticking, Dad, a slow alarm. I have rain boots. Lots of them. It isn’t raining anymore. The words are coming back, Dad. The way they fit and jump in the mouth. I want ice cream and long...
a word from you gives life to me a word from you takes it away
Watching True Life, I can't leave my boyfriend.
This 20 year old girl’s dating a 40 year old they refer to as “Hangman” ..and they just showed a shot of them laying together and he’s like laying on her and hugging her head. Doesn’t make sense in writing, but what the……..
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When in doubt, get the hell out
- Jason from Ghost Hunters
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I really want to return to a womb-like place, curl into my original fetal position, and cry. I don’t want to come out until I am cleansed of this awful state of sadness. I have massive amounts of anxiety and I can’t stop whatever’s happening. I miss you with every inch of myself.
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“There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much...”
– Kurt Cobain (via dreamandwake)
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“My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I...”
– Wendelin Van Draanen, Flipped (via obliteratedheart)
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suicideblonde:
bohemea:
Ice Cube - It Was a...
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Today, I burped thinking my sister was walking...
Then, I was doing my model walk in this streaker coat we found and I turn to find another lady walking out of her dressing room watching me. It was really embarassing. But I’m okay with it.
deery-lou:
Pretty Girls Make Graves / The...
out in the gang world, we use something called...
luscious-mix-of-words-and-tricks:
before you know it, you laughin’ about the same thing, and you go to church together. afterward, you get an ice cream cone.
I love you, Derryl
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Five things you will find if you open my bag: 1. Sewing kit 2. Hand sanitizer 3. Mini Lysol (i’ve never spelled that out..it’s weird) 4. Tide to go 5. Bobby pins, maybe Cholula
Five things in my bedroom: 1. Paint 2. Books 3. Record player/radio 4. Records 5. Chalk
Five things I’ve always wanted to do in my life: 1. Be a mother 2. Be on my own 3. Visit Italy 4. Visit Ireland 5. ..Be a...
“The only advice, indeed, that one person can give another about reading is to...”
– Virginia Woolf, from the essay “How Should One Read a Book?” (via lotusohm)(via awritersruminations) (via foxism)
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lornadoome:
mrgolightly:johnlavalley:...
