“Tell Me, In Storms, That You Love Me.”

I have so much love in me that I would like to cry.  

Simone de Beauvoir, Kayleb Rae Candrilli, Sylvia Plath, Clarice Lispector

buy me a coffee

“We are all the dead. I am not apart from you for long, except for breath, except for everything.”

— Forgotten Portraits by Janine Solursh (via decreation)

Cathy Linh Che, from Go Forget your father//Friedrich Nietzsche// Richey Edwards// // Moss Angel, Girldirt Angelfog// Rainer Maria Rilke, Fragment of an Elegy,// Leila Miccolis, till death do us part.

@sandarafreedompark / Sade Andria Zabala / Unknown / @danielederossi / Kiki Nicole / Giovanni Gasparro / Trista Mateer / Anne Sexton / The Coral

— Anna Akhmatova, The Guest

[text ID: "What do you want?" I asked. / "To be with you in hell," he said.]

from “a hunger like no other” || sk osborn

@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

Joy Harjo, from “Nandia”, She Had Some Horses

Sophokles, from Elektra; translated by Anne Carson in An Oresteia

Text ID: ELEKTRA: You have town away the part of my mind where hope was—

“& my body is a wall so thin you could miss it so wide it cuts the world in half & out the light you stumble touch yourself gently & enough.”

— Danez Smith, from “For the Dead Homie,” published in The Fight and the Fiddle (via lifeinpoetry)