How Do I Explain To My Friend That In The Last Ten Pages Of Tsh, The Alcoholic Shoots The Druggy, We

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

Safia Elhillo, from Girls That Never Die: Poems

For The Year Of The Insane, Anne Sexton

Gennady Aygi, from Into the Snow: Selected Poems of Gennady Aygi; “This Year’s Roses: Notes on K., 1972” (translated by Sarah Valentine)

Text ID: I seek / your image. / In the receding Fire. / It is not here—not in this world.

@marikosenwrites

what’s the vibe of your blog. everyone has their own. is it an art gallery exhibit serving canapés. a nightclub. a knights of the round table situation. a book discussion meeting. a lonely hearts club newspaper section. a bedroom where you and two friends are chatting. the school of athens debating matters of consequence. a garden tea party. a bacchanal. an agatha christie murder novel style tense dinner party. etc

Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954

mutuals in this life are just those who happened to frequent the same 19th century opium den in a past life

what the fuck is actually happening in america right now

i am still alive!