williamtaylorjr: You once imagined me beautiful but in truth I was as common as a wasted day and you were just another story nobody wanted to hear. There is a kind of beauty like a wound we don’t recover from, the kind most will never see, blind as old gods banished and forgotten into darkness. Our addled hearts lead us down dubious avenues and each choice we make murders infinite...
i went to my first professional ~conference today at one point i found myself writing a bulleted list that included only the phrase “social media” where is the escape button for adulthood
Boston Bombing: The Meaning of Dunkin' Donuts →
micathemineral: Why Dunkin Donuts matters to Bostonians. sadly, this very nearly made me teary-eyed
You tried to change didn’t you? closed your mouth more tried to be softer...– “For Women Who Are Difficult to Love,” Warsan Shire (via theuncolonizedmind)
what she said: i'm fine
what she meant: Be quiet, Tiffany! Be quiet! Stop it! I have never in my life yelled at a girl like this. When my mother yells like this it’s because she loves me. I was rooting for you, we were all rooting for you! How dare you! Learn something from this! When you go to bed at night, you lay there and you take responsibility for yourself, because nobody’s going to take responsibility for you. You rolling your eyes and you act like it’s because you’ve heard it all before—you’ve heard it all before—you don’t know where the hell I come from, you have no idea what I’ve been through. But I’m not a victim; I grow from it and I learn. Take responsibility for yourself.
Last year I abstained this year I devour without guilt which is also an art.– Margaret Atwood (via oofpoetry)
Ask your female friends, if you have any, if they’ve ever walked home late at...– Emily Heist Moss, “A Letter to the Guy Who Harassed Me Outside the Bar” (via nicolasdelenfent)
Now That You're 21
oofpoetry: These years will be glamorous—all the magazines say so. You’ll learn what not to mix tequila with, what shoes to pair with that dress, what your default lipstick will be, the book and movie and song that will save you after every failed relationship, each summer-at-the-beach fling. You will learn the measure of patience and most important, how to be alone. You will collect...
In the coffee shop, she sips her tea and watches each one of the people coming...– Toby Barlow, Sharp Teeth (via oldredscarf)
Persephone is having sex in hell. Unlike the rest of us, she doesn’t know what...– Louise Gluck, Persephone the Wanderer (via gatheringbones)
crewnex: “this is for my haters” i hold out my arm and unclench my fist. a tiny man is in the palm of my hand. he is wearing overalls. he starts to dance. he is really getting into it now. he brought his own boombox today. the tiny man throws his tiny hat off to the side. the haters have never seen anything like this and they never will again.
Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents and everyone is writing a...– Cicero, circa 43 BC (via tsar-bomba)
keciasamethystheart: I’m afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely, I am afraid of being completely unraveled by you, and you finding nothing you want in here.
“IF ANYONE KNOWS WHAT IS GOING ON EVER THEN HEY I AM HERE IT WOULD BE NICE TO...– Drunk Sonnet 14, Daniel Bailey (via oofpoetry)
Here’s what our parents never taught us: You will stay up on your rooftop...– “Here’s What Our Parents Never Taught Us,” Shinji Moon (via skeletales)