#Selections

[mournfulroses]

Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953

[heartssarrow]

- Patrick Rothfuss - The Wise Man’s Fear

[prosebyday]

My attention was so fragmented How did I let you slip through my fingers? The first time I could’ve had you I was looking in so many directions,  Wanting to make the right choice And I lost the better man. The devil dragged me to hell And I clawed my way out -- Bloodied and bruised But I came to you, crying. I’m surprised you heard me out. And I’m so grateful all these months later To cherish you and call you mine. I made the wrong choice once Once I saw what I lost I can't bear to lose you Not again.

Before // Grazia Curcuru

[wordedarchive]

i somehow forgot to share this here (':

[feral-ballad]

Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

[maryqos]

coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.

[sunshinesere]

Emily Henry / People We Meet On Vacation

[fairydrowning]

"People empty me. I have to get away to refill."

– Charles Bukowski

[syringavulgaris]

Mary Soon Lee, from Elemental Haiku: Poems to Honor the Periodic Table, Three Lines at a Time

[soulsunpoets]

[grieving]

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940

[heartssarrow]

- Sarah Manguso - address to an absent lover

[thepathetickind]

feel drained no matter how much I sleep

by laurenmaerie, tired thoughts

[wordedarchive]

It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.

Khush Bakht via wordedarchive