goddamnit, jenny.
cafuneus:

triumph

cafuneus:

triumph

koorik:

"My body talks"  by me.

Part I

There is no
recipe
for happiness.
No amount of kisses,
farmer markets,
cups of tea,
or core-shaking laughs
will fix you.
You have to save yourself.
You have to
fight
for that peace.
Michelle K., Recipe for Happiness. (via michellekpoems)
englishsnow:

Becca Gilgan


i can’t wait.

englishsnow:

Becca Gilgan

i can’t wait.

anna-toman:

touch me and you die

anna-toman:

touch me and you die

dikemb-e:

tigers jaw edit by moi 

dikemb-e:

tigers jaw edit by moi 

You remember too much,

my mother said to me recently.

Why hold onto all that?

And I said,

Where do I put it down?

Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay” (via vrban)

So unfortunately relevant today

(via valenciajocelyne)