fb makes me want to kill all of the people.
December 2011
“Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still” —Henry Scott-Holland
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still” —Henry Scott-Holland
“Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.”
—Edgar Allan Poe
“I wonder what you look like, under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like, when you’re not wearing words. I wonder what we have, when we’re not pretending.”
—Ani Difranco
“I’m also a feminist because I like to fuck, and I resent everything and everyone that would make that a secret shame. I fuck not to make marriages or babies but simply to fuck, and I am sick and fucking tired of the government and beer ads and my friends and fucking Cosmopolitan telling me there’s something wrong with that.”
—The Pervocracy: Full Frontal Feminism.
“…in that drunken place
you would
like to hand your heart to her
and say
touch it
but then
give it back.” —Charles Bukowski
you would
like to hand your heart to her
and say
touch it
but then
give it back.” —Charles Bukowski
Y'all niggas out here CHOOSING to drink orange juice with pulp?
“I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. Now I know how people can live without books, without college. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more…”
—Sylvia Plath
