You filled me with a wild desire to know everything about life.

—  Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via girlinlondon)

(via lifeinpoetry)

11:45

it’s been a long while since i wished i was in new york this much.

12:44

vietmam:

underwater-stepmom:

perfectmidnightworld:

"Linger" by Real Estate // Originally by The Cranberries (AV Undercover / Series 5)

This is just a case of two of my favorite things crossing paths. Real Estate stopped into the AV Club recently for an episode of AV Undercover and they chose one of my all time favorite songs to cover, “Linger” by the Cranberries. They don’t mess with the formula at all, but that’s a great thing as the song ends up sounding like it could be one of Real Estate’s own gems. You can see the video of the band performance at AV Undercover

WHAT

100% melting rn

8:46

just in case anyone forgot that I’m still in love with river phoenix.

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I think of ‘poet’ as an identity, because it’s not like you choose it. If you’re any kind of a writer, you do it because you can’t help but do it.

—  Jericho Brown, interviewed by Kendra DeColo for Nashville Review (via bostonpoetryslam)

(via lifeinpoetry)

5:10

And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive.

—  I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

(via lifeinpoetry)

5:10

i wish i could relive this summer over and over again

12:56

I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers.

We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.

Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come.

I think that has to be part of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.

And I will not be afraid of your scars.

I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know:

Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.

—  Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via sagaciousefflundancy)

(via clementinevonradics)

9:46


“I just have to think of Philadelphia now, and I get ideas, I hear the wind, and I’m off into the darkness somewhere.” - David Lynch

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lucky to be in love.

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