I feel like the universe keeps throwing shit at me and pushing me so hard like ‘maybe this time she’ll actually go through with killing herself’
i exist, i exist, i exist
@ryebreadgf // holly warburton // ? // image from pinterest // letters to a young poet by rainer maria rilke
“My entire life can be described in one sentence: It didn’t go as planned, and that’s okay.”
— Rachel Wolchin
And that’s okay.
A shift happens when you go from "I have to be special to deserve x" to "literally every human person deserves x and I'm not special enough to be the only exception"
enough dating apps enough small talk and flirting in the hallway i want to knit you a scarf with our red string of fate and its lumpy and bad and full of dropped stitches but you love me so much you wear it every winter
Paul Tran, from All The Flowers Kneeling (2022)
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via noorshirazie)
“I drink. Warm lips, throat. I close my eyes. I am not Virginia Woolf. But there is a line of hers that keeps me well: Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”
— Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water: A Memoir (Hawthorne Books, April 1, 2011)
ive had enough where is the cocaine