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Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Joseph A. Sweetser, wr. c. Summer 1858

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oooo sorry I already have weekend plans (destroying and betraying myself for nothing)

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— Fiona Apple

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“But why do I notice everything? […] Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wished that there were blinds like those in railway carriages that came down over the light and hooded the mind. The blue blind that one pulls down on a night journey, she thought. Thinking was torment; why not give up thinking, and drift and dream?”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Years (Mariner Books, 1969)

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Natalie Wee, Least of all

#my hands have made some good mistakes. they can always make better ones #<3

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“The only truth is that I live. Sincerely, I live. Who am I? Well, that’s a bit much.”

— Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart

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sorry for being so weird i can and will get even weirder

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sunday drive by Kate Baer

#<3

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part of me wants to drop dead and part of me wants to be successful in life

#this is too real #i am so torn literally everyday between ‘i could make a beautiful life for myself and grow into someone happy and content and good’ #and ‘what if i just Die actually. what if i just Stop Trying and Die’

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— Richard Siken, from “Real Estate.”

#i was randomly thinking abt this poem as i was leaving class the other day #just walking down the staircase internally reciting ‘when i die i will come in fast and low. i will stick the landing.’

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Caroline M. Mar, from "Intelligible"

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— March 9, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries

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I believe in a God who understands why people jump from bridges. I know that kind of sadness. That motion, terrifying stillness. God knows it too, has to know it too.

— Topaz Winters, from “god is—” poems for the sound of the sky before thunder

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hii, i remember i once read one of your fics and love it but i cannot find it anymore! what was your profile on ao3?

haha thank you so much !! <3 i'm glad you liked it. my profile was bruisedghost -- though i will admit, i am slightly mortified to think of fics i wrote when i was in high school still being read today.

#pls know i was seventeen

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“Have you ever noticed when you’re tired, your fingers don’t grip things as tightly as they should? That things slip through them more often than you wish? I feel as though I am those fingers and life is slipping through me.”

— Kelsey Danielle, from “Life And Other Things.”