I hope one day
someone asks you
and you laugh
instead of feeling
a double edged
dager on your chest.
I am happy. I think I really am. But then I get sad. And sometimes it overwhelms me how sad I can get.
I knew he didn’t love me, but I adored him anyway.
Even if we’re married for 23 years,
I still want you to flirt with me.
and I know I speak like my heart was broken last night
even though it happened last January,
when I thought I was numb from the cold
but I was numb from you
and sometimes everything you left behind cuts into
my tongue and I find myself choking up your name
even though it’s been 3 months since you’ve called
and I’m not sure how your voice still plays in my head
when I can’t even remember how it sounds
and there are scars and bruises all over me that I
could’ve sworn had faded but everyone looks at me
like I’m about to collapse
and sometimes I kiss boys who grab me like they
want to break me and I let them because there’s
nothing left to break
and sometimes they taste like you
and I used to smile like I wasn’t empty
but you’re stuck in my head
and in my heart
and underneath my fingernails
and I’m so sorry but you can’t stay here
I’m a collection of unsaid goodbyes and thrown up 3 AM “I miss you’s” (via extrasad)
A liberated woman is one who has sex before marriage and a job after.
I wanted to touch him, to tell him that even if everyone left everyone, I would never leave him, he talked and talked, his words fell through him, trying to find the floor to his sadness.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
can she just get an award or something
I reblog this whenever it pops up on my dash.
So many directions she could have gone with this joke…out of infinite possibilities…she picked the best possible direction.
Nishe (aka Magdalena Lutek) is an up-and-coming Polish photographer who beautifully captures feminine, melancholic worlds only to the tune of film and instant film.
Maybe,” she said, “maybe it is just that I am tired of loving people who don’t love me back.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #40 (via blossomfully)
He’s coming to me for relationship advice, how can I tell him what he should do when all I want is to tell him I want him.