p0esie:
my heart is so heavy
and my tongue remains dry
as i tell you things i’ve rewired my brain to forget.
and when it’s all been said i still feel no relief
like there’s more stuck in places i haven’t found yet.
(via digni-tea)
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beccaferrer:
One of the prettiest places I’ve ever visited
where is this?!
(Source: The New York Times, via ethnicity-of-nature)
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Writings for Winter: melancholy
writingsforwinter:
at funerals i stand in the cold with my hands
shoved deep into my pockets
because i do not know what to do.
what am i supposed to say, i wish i didn’t have to be here
and i’m sorry for your loss?
we bury people in the ground but it makes me shudder,
the idea of their bones slowly…
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trembling secrets
writingsforwinter:
you’re biting into my wounds,
spilling salt into my bruises
and digging into my skin.
but i
have never loved hurting so much.
(we all have trembling hands)
and trembling secrets to keep.
and this is one of mine.
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longliveserenethoughts:
i really wanna go to a river/waterfall, sit on a boulder, enjoy my surroundings and be in a tranquil state of mind even if it’s just for a little while
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