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there are books out there - many good - that cater to your extremely esoteric interests. #never kill yourself

stop glamorizing “the Grind” and start glamorizing whatever this is

-Emily Dickinson, Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them

You can only reblog this today.

Maya Abu Al-Hayyat, from You Can Be the Last Leaf: Selected Poems, trans. Fady Joudah.

Dear march, come in! How glad I am! I hoped for you before. Put down your hat – you must have walked – how out of breath you are! dear march, how are you? and the rest? Did you leave nature well? Oh march, come right upstairs with me, I have so much to tell.

Emily Dickinson

I wish writing stained you the way art does: fingertips gray with charcoal, bright paint splattered against a face, wet clay drying on skin. To be looked at and to be thought of an artist. 

Sometimes I look at these hands and imagine ink dripping down my nails, my palms, my wrists. Onto the floor. Black blood and the type of visual beauty that doesn’t exist yet, and maybe never will.

tumblr is not social media. idk how to explain but its so calm here. like this is the field and the valleys. over there is the town and people. but here we are little sheep in our pastures eating our grass and laying in the sun <3

happy new year’s eve <3