Posts tagged lit.


A Softer World: 1126

(chewed off its wrist at the shackle and waved goodbye.)

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I want to tell you I miss
you with no subtext. No guilt,
no anger, no expectation
that you’ll fix it. I don’t want
you to feel bad or to tell
me it will get better. This
is where we are meant to be
right now – me apart from you,
my hands a little empty and
my heart a little sad.
I just miss you.
I wanted you to know.

anne, fyi (via anneisrestless)

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David Wong, This Book Is Full of Spiders

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#hmm  #lit  

One day, whether you
are 14,
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" {Hunting Season – 28 copies left} (via afadthatlastsforever)

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Real Estate

I have emotions

that are like newspapers that
     read themselves. 

I go for days at a time
trapped in the want ads. 

I feel as if I am an ad
for the sale of a haunted house: 

     18 rooms
     I’m yours
     ghosts and all. 


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I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up

The Student, Shane Koyczan (via emoties)

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You are a sentence
and I am a semicolon
begging you to go on.

We will be a novel one day - Meghan Lynn (via coffeepeople)

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I Was Trying To Describe You To Someone.