politefight:

“All relationships have one law: never make the one you love feel alone, especially when you are there.”

— (via purplebuddhaquotes)

(via politefight)

kasindrarules:

escasun:

me: stutters out fifteen sentence fragments that no-one can make sense of not even me
me: you know?

that one friend who knows you better than you: yeah

(via wild-nirvana)

tristealven:

“I walk around with a ton of ideas kind of slow-baking in my head, all day long. And I’m always trying to grab as many as possible. It’s like those lottery machines, where people are in the tubes with dollars flying everywhere, and they have to catch as many as they can before time runs out. I’m always feeling like I’m at the edge of time running out.”

— Hanif Abdurraqib, interviewed by Sarah Seltzer for Flavorwire

(via on-poetry)

yvesolade:

“It was almost too much for my heart to take but my heart has learned to be whatever it needs to be to survive. I can get through anything if I change the shape of it enough.”

— Joshua Jennifer Espinoza, “History,” from There Should Be Flowers (via bostonpoetryslam)

hallowknees:

“To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.”

— Mary Oliver, from “In Blackwater Woods”

(via yvesolade)

politefight:

“Nobody’s lives just fit together. Fitting together is something you work at. It’s something you make happen - because you love each other.”

—

Rainbow Rowell

(via

purplebuddhaquotes

)

(via politefight)

lifeinpoetry:

I won’t tell anyone how I’m doing.

Every day is this routine,
this song-and-dance, this
“let’s just affirm and forget,”

and I don’t know what
happens if I don’t have it.

— Mia You, from “Trench Lyric,” published in PEN America

(Source: pen.org)

lifeinpoetry:

I fell in love with a man who built me a home / out of his body and set himself on fire
because I was inside it. I know not how love blooms / but how it / leeches.

— dezireé a. brown, from “RECORD 10268.” published in Foundry

(Source: foundryjournal.com, via yvesolade)

romanceangel:

“The longing to touch/be touched. I feel gratitude when I touch someone—as well as affection etc. The person has allowed me proof that I have a body—and that there are bodies in the world.”

— Susan Sontag, from a diary entry featured in As Consciousness Is Harnessed To Flesh: Journals & Notebooks, 1964 - 1980
(via violentwavesofemotion)

(via yvesolade)