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twenty and trying

sometimes i’m struck by such an overwhelming feeling of adoration for the people in my life that i feel a compulsion to write them a four paged love letter at four am.

sometimes i’m struck by such an overwhelming feeling of adoration for the people in my life that i feel a compulsion to write them a four paged love letter at four am.

I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air, alive, with closed eyes.
— E.E. Cummings (via cptnbrnes)

(via punkrockpatroclus)

…the older I get, the more I see how women are described as having gone mad, when what they’ve actually become is knowledgeable and powerful and fucking furious.
source: featherfall

Katie - Jack’s Mannequin
Katie, I’m sorry that in your condition
The sunshine’s been missing; but Katie, 

Don’t believe that it isn’t there

But I like you.” He cleared his throat. “I like you first and second and third.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise   (via thatkindofwoman)

(via pouvoires)

source: quote-book
She was not sure what was happening: there was an uneasy suspicion in one corner of her mind that what he was really caressing was how own dressing-gown, and that she merely happened to be inside it.
— Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman
I can tell you’re admiring my febrility. I know it’s appealing, I practice at it; every woman loves an invalid. I bring out the Florence Nightingale in them. But be careful.” He was looking at me now, cunningly, sideways. “You might do something destructive: hunger is more basic than love. Florence Nightingale was a cannibal, you know.
— Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman

happy birthday to the most thoughtful, caring, and compassionate person i’ve been lucky enough to share a room with for the past two years. at the bear minimum, functional roommates hardly have to speak to one another, but you’ve always been so much more than that for me.

when i’ve run myself to the brink, you remind me to sleep.
when i’m too sick to leave the room, you bring me food.
when i’m going stupid over a dumb boy, you’re there drinking beside me.

i love you more than words can express, and i’m incredibly grateful to have you in my life. i’m upset that i can’t be there with you today, but i can’t wait to see you this weekend. i hope you have a wonderful day.

happy twenty-first, perfect human being.



Always remember to drink water. Not for weight loss or whatever, but to hydrate your organs, fuel your mind and boost your energy. Not to mention your mood will improve. your body will thank you


My idea of flirting is making fun of each other until one of us fucks up and says something nice

(via lordlouiedor)

Now, now,” Duncan said, “we can’t both be like that. One of us has to be the sympathetic listener and the other one gets to be tortured and confused. You were tortured and confused last time.
— Margaret Atwood, Edible Woman 
source: jakespecialk


The Antlers I Don’t Want Love

I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
Charles Bukowski