I Wish I Knew You When I Was Young

Nothing more can be scarier than the fact when you realise that your life isn't happening , it is just passing.

“I’d spent the last three years trying to build up some kind of a skin, so I wouldn’t drip with blood every time I brushed up against something.”

— Janet Fitch, from White Oleander

Olivia Laing, The Lonely City

Clarice Lispector, tr. by Stefan Tobler, from Água Viva

Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark

annihilation (2018) dir. alex garland + annihilation by jeff vandermeer // hozier, “in a week (ft. karen cowley)” // taylor swift, “the lakes” // fiona apple, “heavy balloon” // littlestpersimmon - “reclamation” // meganluddyillustration - “So long, we’d become the flowers” // hermann hesse, “farm,” from wanderings // czeslaw milosz, “longing” // ada limón, “mowing,” from bright dead things // mary oliver, “sleeping in the forest” // conceptualsolitude

you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too?  if you can find it in you  to look past their flaws  and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too

(cc, 2020)

“Some mornings I’m filled with longing, with sadness that has no cause.”

— Lisa Olstein, from “[both the specific remedy and the condition of health]” in The Lost Alphabet (via postmoderniste)

How to destroy a person ?

Love them hard

After that ,

Silently depart

Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014