prttygoddess-deactivated2023022:

i want the romance. i want the intimacy. i want the consistency, the loyalty. i want the admiring me to the fullest. i want the surprise dates and meaningful gifts/gestures. i want the obsession and the possessiveness

strykerlancer:

When Richard siken said “it keeps coming back to that: what do i do with these hands?” and when Mitski said “i don’t know what to do without you, i don’t know where to put my hands” and when Olivia gatwood said “what am i, if not yours? what do i do with my hands when they are just hands?” and when Sylvia plath said “what did my fingers do before they held him? what did my heart do, with its love?

fromdarzaitoleeza:

And the more deeply I felt less I was able to respond

Web weaving on voiceless loneliness

totally-sapphic-posts:

Oh to be kissed until I can barely think a single coherent thought

purehelium:

Not Strong Enough by boygenius // And There Fell a Great Star From Heaven, Burning as it Were a Lamp by Odilon Redon

lone-nyctophile:

Some of us are just born with tragedy in our blood

- Richard Kelly

metamorphesque:

ALT

— I Can Give Myself To Her, Yosano Akiko

metamorphesque:

—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva

[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]

deviika:

Blythe Baird // Dave Eggers

taohun:

fill me up, fill me full up

litaratura:

Michael Cunningham, The Hours