brewzd:

quotespile:

“Why do you insist upon destroying yourself?”

— Charles Bukowski, Hollywood

huariqueje:

A glimpse of the ocean - Karl Nordström , c. 1911.

Swedish, 1855-1923

Oil on canvas 81.5 x 65.5 cm.

metamorphesque:

ALT

— Sylvia Plath, “The Bell Jar”

perfectfeelings:

“If you ignore your feelings they will get your attention in other ways.”

— Kathy Kalina

metamorphesque:

“I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes. We crack open bedroom doors, step over the creaks, and kiss the children. We are sore from this grief, like we’ve returned from a run, like we are training for a marathon. I’m with you all the way, says my grief, whispering, and then we splash our face with water and stretch, one big shadow and one small.”

— Callista Buchen, Taking Care

tyjrose:

lylylylylylylylyly:

noodles-07:

In my defense your honor I had really good music on and it made me want to do something evil

vvedalar:

endless-unfolding:

“But tenderness has disappeared from my tongue; parts of my heart are missing.”

— Joyce Sutphen, from “The Temptation to Invent,” Poetry (February 1995)