“She goes to the sea, she comes from the sea, and tiny seas grow calm in the warmth of her chest, sleeping like doves. / […] / She is all air, all gentle waters. A memory of salt, of lost horizons, and the soaking of every wave. The foam left by a shipwreck clings to her waist and the tips of wings send a shiver up her spine.”
— Dulce María Loynaz, tr. James O’Connor, Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems; “CI”
I condemn you I condemned you I don’t believe you know a damn thing but I fill you with my hope ,
with my love and with my cherished beliefs even though I am nothing but a fairest wish. A time a rose,
a time and a place ,a dime a dozen and sometimes a waste ,you waste my time ,you waste my life I love you
but I hate you at the same time you’re my friend you’re my fow . you’re a liar ,your a A beautiful soul.
A quiet gem fills my ear as I see my anxieties feel my fear. The barest silence makes me feel calm Soothist sound will make me chirp and yell and scream.
I feel my heart race ,I feel my life die, I can’t feel me
Virgo’s Pain of connection. By Cherise
New sh*t I’ve been listening to kinda goth but very indie
I just watched a kid break down in the bookstore because his books for the semester totaled $600 and that’s the american university system in a nutshell
Noticed my obsession with Maya Hawke and made this shit .
I love and appreciate robin buckley she is me
An established 17 year old . She/They pronouns and thoughtful writer. Help a friend out and talk to me.
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