“If you open your eyes, night opens its doors of moss, opens the secret kingdom of water that flows from the center of night. If you close them, a river, a sweet and silent current, floods over you within, moves forward, darkens you: night soaks the riverbanks in your soul.”
— Octavio Paz, from The Poems of Octavio Paz; Nocturnal Water. Trans. Eliot Weinberger.
the autobiography of red, anne carson // the hours, michael cunningham // autobiography of my hungers, eduardo c. corral // the embrace, ron hicks // to myself, ron hicks // desire, years and years // how to live safely in a science fictional universe, charles yu // birds hover the trampled field, richard siken // romantic soul, ron hicks // ego, m. roosevelt & mitski
i am haunted. i am my own haunting. i am the ghost in the graveyard of my body, mournful, monstrous.
“Let us be misplaced together. Like short walks through big cities. Like hard work on Sunday mornings.”
the only person that understands me is richard siken
this will always be one of my faves
“Nature is woman’s best friend,’ she often said. ‘If you’re having troubles, you just swim in the water, stretch out in a field, or look up at the stars. That’s how a woman cures her fears’.”
— Fatema Mernissi (via observando)
The world is entire, and I am outside of it, crying … —
katrien de blauwer / edith sitwell / e. m. forster / anaïs nin / virginia woolf / h. g. wells
Sometimes you're just an introverted loser who sits alone in your room with a cup of tea and a book, has fantasies about morally grey fictional characters, is severely touch starved with a completely fucked up sleep schedule and slowly declining mental health.
"What do I want? I want you to talk about normal things. No I don't. I want you to look me in the eye and say, I know you're dying."
-unknown