May 2013
29 posts
stillbirthed:
In the garden I shall die, in the rose-tree they will kill me, Mother I went to gather roses, looking for death within the garden. Mother I went cutting roses, looking for death within the rose-tree. In the garden I shall die. In the rose-tree they’ll kill me.
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you...
– Anne Lamott (via funeraire)
wither
Often what I need is even a darker
darkness.
– Valzhyna Mort (via funeraire)
vulgivagus:
(words are stubbles and arms cold as marble under the Sun held yet held down be and belong to waste)
stillbirthed:
I have longed for people before, I have loved people before. Not like this. It was not this. Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
All the pretty horses
have had their legs broken:
they want to get closer
to...
– (via stillbirthed)
Sit down. Inhale. Exhale.
The gun will wait. The lake will wait.
The tall gall...
– To the Young Who Want to Die by Gwendolyn Brooks
stillbirthed:
There’s a little girl inside who uses my mouth as a peephole, cleans out my dollhouse sink with a sponge.
She thinks she might be me, but can’t remember. She wishes to be the kind of creature the world can’t touch.
Rinse and repeat
vulgivagus:
But it was (and it isn’t) just a mistake I’m sorry.
And the scouring griefs,
don’t look at them all or they’ll kill you, you can...
– Kim Addonizio, from “Onset” (via vulgivagus)
bedbones:
when i eat enough seroquel it feels like you never stopped kissing me
Saturday, May 11, 2013
simply necrotic is no longer a venue for social performance, and i am not returning phone calls. so begins a new era
September 2012
5 posts
August 2012
20 posts
I could literally fingerbang a girl in the street but because I’d do it with...
– “Why Lipstick Lesbians Have To Keep Coming Out Of The Closet,” Michelle Cheever. (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow)
favorite child
i smoke weed in my room tho lol shhhhhhhhhhh
FACT: I am not a lesbian because it is "easier" to...