“You Don’t Know Distance Until You’ve Shared Your Bed With Someone Who’s Falling Out Of Love

— Franz Kafka // Richard Siken

["i could love someone even if i wasn't paid for it. i love you and you don't pay me" // "i love you" "it will pass" // "am i intolerable" "if you are intolerable, let me be the one to tolerate you" // "you dreamt of me?" "no i thought of you" // "i'll take care of you" "it's rotten work" "not to me. not if it's you" // "i figured you'd love me jo" "i don't see why i can't love you as you want me to" // "if i loved you less, then i might be able to talk about it more" // "even though you have broken my heart yet again, i wanted to say, in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you" // "you're in a car with a beautiful boy-"]

“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.”

— Bell Hooks (via thoughtkick)

“You are allowed to be alive. You are allowed to be somebody different. You are allowed to not say goodbye to anybody or explain a single thing to anyone, ever.”

— Augusten Burroughs

fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’

[text id: and is this not treason? / my soul belongs far more to you than it does to me.]

It’s God, isn’t it?

Closing my heart for good this time

this post & merthur

“Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere?”

— Charles D’Ambrosio, The Dead Fish Museum: Stories