January 2011
Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to...
– Gustave Flaubert
You have to get away from them. You have to get as far away as you can otherwise...
– Henry Rollins - Black Coffee Blues
When it comes to love, we are all in the dark.
obsoletedesolate:
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.
We are created by being destroyed.
– Franz Wright
December 2010
The things we fear the most have already happened...
http://threewords.me/delicatelybruised
I am dreading new year's eve.
Give my mind a house in this world.
Not always, but at times, I wish I was the type of girl that gets to be taken out for a nice dinner, or to have poetry written for.
Today, I am sketchy.
Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.
– Henry Miller (via leda-swanson)
Sometimes it felt like there was a part of me inside him that I ached to get to.
– Lily King (Father of the Rain)
All nature is perverse and will not do as I wish it.
– Charles Darwin
serpentskirts asked: Yours.
http://serpentskirts.tumblr.com/post/2471663631/precious-little-hummingbird-i-wanted-to-write
http://serpentskirts.tumblr.com/post/2471663631/precious-little-hummingbird-i-wanted-to-write
serpentskirts asked: Yours.
http://serpentskirts.tumblr.com/post/2471663631/precious-little-hummingbird-i-wanted-to-write
http://serpentskirts.tumblr.com/post/2471663631/precious-little-hummingbird-i-wanted-to-write
The turntable hacked up a melancholy blues
The air was heavy with dust and...
– Boris Vian
Now that the holiday blues are over, let's resume...
I can remember starving in a
small room in a strange city
shades pulled down,...
– Friends Within The Darkness
by Charles Bukowski
-bloodstainedsheets:
I would just love to rip you open and wear your rib cage as a hat.
Do you believe in a tomorrow together?”
“First I’d like to...
I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.
– Louise Gluck