Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still
i've experienced popping and cracking in all of the above so i wanna know how normal this is
i love being a lover and i also love being a hater and i also hate being a hater. but i don't hate being a lover. never ever
its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it
happy fucking day in a fucking month in a fucking year day
Chelsea DesAutels, “Maybe You Need to Write A Poem About Mercy,” in A Dangerous Place
- 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
something something when you can hear the whisper of love in the pauses between words something something
{QuotesJohn Steinbeck/jenny slate/Edna St. Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952)/Anna ahkmotava/Warsan Shire, from “Home”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head/ patrick gale/ me / sue zhoe// paintings: uk/ yasuda takuya/ holly Warburton}
oresteia, robert icke // theatre of the oppressed, augusto boal // song of achilles, madeline miller // the book thief, markus zusak // antigone, jean anouilh // revisiting mockingjay ahead of the hunger games prequel, entertainment weekly // romeo and juliet, shakespeare // h of h playbook, anne carson // war of the foxes, richard siken // the road to hell (reprise), hadestown // planet of love, richard siken // they both die at the end, adam silvera
I hate calling in sick I don't want to inform anyone about my abnormal bowel movements
I love it. I call them up and say hey bossman I'm camped out on the shitter today yeehaw
you are so beautiful in every way
We will get married on a windswept cliff and the dinner will be easily digestible
being in yr 20s is abt experiencing the worst thing you can imagine & then having to go to the grocery store
[sobs until im physically ill] [buys greek yogurt] [repeat]
my favorite romance trope is like. you dont want to hurt me but i am asking you to hurt me. i need you to stab me. i need you to hit me. i need you to carve this out of me. i need you to cut something off of me. this will hurt both of us in incredible ways. yours are the only hands i trust enough to weild this knife. you do not want to hurt me. i am asking you to hurt me.






