Let Something Happen. Something Terrible, Something Bloody.

1.pat the bunny, I'm not a good person // 2. // 3. mitski, a pearl, art by @hauntedomens // 4.hieu minh nguyen, buffet etiquette // 5.art from pinterest // 6.christa wolf tr. by jan van heurck, cassandra: a novel and four essays // 7.extracurricular (2020) dir.kim jin min // 8.louise bourgeois, destruction of the father/reconstruction of the father: writings and interviews 1923-1997 // 9.alice osman, radio silence // mitski, fireworks, art by uol.art (on insta)

“I rehearsed it all night—the absence of mercy, as a condition to you who said when I am in the same room as your body I am        in a different room.”

— Kimberly Grey, from The Opposite of Light: Poems; “We Are Mostly Merciful”

Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Eurydice’

- on rebirth, on finding a way to live with the wrong heart

richard siken, portrait of fryderyk in shifting light | unknown | john, darnielle, wolf in white van | russian doll, 01x07 | haruki murakami | richard siken, planet of love | @nephrosoupp x2 | @ibvyache | sylvia plath, the unabridged letters of sylvia plath | dan deacon, when i was done dying | ocean vuong, on earth we’re briefly gorgeous

—H.G. Wells, The Time Machine

“Forgive my fingers for when they find your body they will lose themselves.”

— Tyler Knott Gregson

“loneliness is the anchor / you’ve always carried with you”

— Lisel Mueller, from “Voyager,” Second Language (via lifeinpoetry)

when arctic monkeys sang “I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust” and when the lumineers sang “damn your wife, I’d be your mistress just to have you around” and when hozier sang “if I was born as a blackthorn tree, I’d wanna be felled by you, held by you” and when son lux sang “if you need to, you can break me too, please just take me with you” and when of monsters and men sang “I’ll be the blood if you’ll be the bones, I’m giving you all” and

“And maybe home isn’t where it used to be. And maybe that’s okay. We build our own houses as we grow older and they don’t always have four walls.”

— (via c0ntemplations)

“I am the hurting kind. I keep searching for proof. […] Love ends. But what if it doesn’t?”

— Ada Limon, from “The Hurting Kind,” The Hurting Kind: Poems (Milkweed Editions, 2022)