December 2009
59 posts
I am going to be thin again. Because that is the...
skinnywolves:
All I do is cry.
moi qui aimais tellement ton sourire
“As for me, I am a watercolor.
I wash off.”
– Anne Sexton (via milktrees) (via delicatelybruised)
Letting
Up
Despite
Great
Faults
But she never says I love you 'til I say I love...
"I've been under the ground eating prayers from...
love letter by melissa stein
I don’t know when the boys began to walk away with parts of myself in their sticky hands; when loving became a process of subtraction. Or why, having given up what seems so much, I’m willing to lose even more — erasing all this body’s known, relearning it with you.
Breaking Up | Yevgeny Yevtushenko
I fell out of love: that’s our story’s dull ending, as flat as life is, as dull as the grave. Excuse me – I’ll break off the string of this love song and smash the guitar. We have nothing to save. The puppy is puzzled. Our furry small monster can’t decide why we complicate simple things so – he whines at your door and I let him enter, when he scratches at my door, you...