"Talk Nonsense, But Talk Your Own Nonsense And I'll Kiss You For It. To Go Wrong In Your Own Way Is Better

i think there is something sad and beautiful about willingly letting some things happen. about seeing you phone battery dying and not charge it. about letting your schoolbag get soaked on a rainy day. about not fretting when you lose your ring in the ocean. about not trying to stop it when you see a cup falling to the ground. about letting some people go from your life without trying to make them stay

you'll be mad and sad after, but it means you had let that go before it even tried to go away. and i find this sad, but oddly beautiful

Back then I was no poet, I became one for you ,back then no poetry excites me ,now I found my home in them.

home is the first grave

unknown // catherine lacey // chen chen // silas denver melvin // aloha from hell, richard kadrey // courtney love prays to oregon // unknown // st. lucy’s home for girl’s raised by wolves // x // taylor swift’s “my tears ricochet” // this post @ceemetery

my kofi

From The Tragedy of Macbeth by William Shakespeare (1606).

—Charles Frazier, Nightwoods

“Give me a few days of peace in your arms—I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world.”

— Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953

I think I was just born with something dark and ugly inside of me.

Always waiting to be found out.

cemeteries aren't creepy they're actually devoted to memory and rest and love and humanity