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We also write to heighten our own awareness of life. We write to lure and enchant and console others. We write to serenade our lovers. We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. We write, like Proust, to render all of it eternal, and to persuade ourselves that it is eternal. We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it. We write to teach ourselves to speak with others, to record the journey into the labyrinth. We write to expand our world when we feel strangled, or constricted, or lonely. We write as the birds sing, as the primitives dance their rituals. If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it. When I don’t write, I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire and my color. It should be a necessity, as the sea needs to heave, and I call it breathing.
Anaïs Nin, ”The New Woman”
Posted on September 15, 2014  ·  with 217 notes · via
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It’s only been a week into September
and he’s already caught me sobbing thrice,
tearing at my skin with a vengeance as if
I could find a way to disappear as long
as I ripped myself apart. He says he wants
to fix me, but god does he not understand.
Stop thinking of the sad things, he says, as if
there is a switch in my brain I have stubbornly
refused to turn off. As if I have the power
to stem this flood but I am choosing instead
to wade into the open waters. I want
to tell him that if happiness was a matter
of checking ‘yes’ on a form instead of ‘no’,
I would have fucking checked it, damn you.
That nobody chooses to wander through life
like a ghost without a home to haunt. But I
see it in his eyes. He thinks he can fix me.
What I want to say is that once upon a
time, I had a great fall, and no power in this
world can ever put me back together again.
"Humpty Dumpty, Or, I Don’t Have The Heart To Tell Him I’m A Lost Cause", by ironedout (via ironedout)
Posted on September 14, 2014  ·  with 12 notes · via
Filed under: #poetry  







i honestly love this more than anything in the world

i thought this was a joke but i googled it and it’s real


Yay and Samire is now on the cast! Awesome!

Posted on September 14, 2014  ·  with 178654 notes · via / source
Filed under: #WHAT  #orange is the new black  




I’m still really upset and angry. He did it once, the camera happened to be on him, he did it once and I think it’s the funniest joke that’s ever been on our show. - Michael Schur (x)

this line made me cry laugh so hard i had to pause the episode, im glad mr schur agrees


Oh, just STOP, Chris Pratt. JUST STOP being so charming.

Posted on September 14, 2014  ·  with 82490 notes · via / source
Filed under: #parks and recreation  

Mr. Darcy? I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine. But no matter. I doubt we shall ever speak again.

Posted on September 14, 2014  ·  with 1772 notes · via / source
Filed under: #pride and prejudice  

"I think that one thing I’m really afraid of is that magic doesn’t last. That butterflies and daydreams and love, all these things that I hold so dear, are going to leave some day. I haven’t had a relationship that’s lasted forever. I only know about them starting and ending. Those are my fears. I spend a lot of time balancing between faith and disbelief.

Posted on September 14, 2014  ·  with 548 notes · via
Filed under: #taylor swift  


its so fucked up trying 2 explain kpop to someone who doesn’t like kpop like how the fuck do you explain comebacks and music show promotions their strange as fuck fan service and how in the lords name do u show someone fantastic baby or wolf or catallena without cringing like fuck is kpop even real im starting to think its all one big fever dream

Posted on September 13, 2014  ·  with 9729 notes
I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour   (via pnko)
Posted on September 13, 2014  ·  with 151016 notes · via / source
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Posted on September 12, 2014  ·  with 137578 notes · via / source
You write shitty poetry that
makes me feel nothing, but maybe
that’s just because none of it
is about me.

That’s all I wanted to say.
Sorry. You don’t deserve this,
but I want to be spiteful and
you’re my favorite person
to bring back from the dead.

So now that you’re here,
I’ll take my mouth and bury it
next to yours, pretend that
there wasn’t already
dirt in my teeth from the
last time I did this.

I don’t know what lonely is,
but it tastes like you.
Posted on September 12, 2014  ·  with 2393 notes · via / source
Filed under: #poetry  #caitlyn siehl