Shoebox Photographs and Sepiatoned Love Letters
‘In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.’
-Albert Camus

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.’

-Albert Camus


Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.” 

― Joan Didion

Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.”

Joan Didion



onism

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die—and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here.

She was uninterested in ever trusting anybody with her destiny anymore.
Jailbird; Vonnegut

Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell

by Marty McConnell

leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. train your heart 
like a dog. change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. you lucky, lucky girl. 
you have an apartment 
just your size. a bathtub
full of tea. a heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. don’t wish away 
your cracked past, your 
crooked toes, your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought because the vendor
at the market was so compelling you just
had to have them. you had to have him.
and you did. and now you pull down 
the bridge between your houses,
you make him call before 
he visits, you take a lover
for granted, you take 
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. place it 
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
don’t lose too much weight.
stupid girls are always trying 
to disappear as revenge. and you 
are not stupid. you loved a man
with more hands than a parade 
of beggars, and here you stand. heart
like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas.
heart leaking something so strong 
they can smell it in the street.

“There is love enough in this world for everybody if people will just look.”

-Cat’s Cradle Kurt Vonnegut

“There is love enough in this world for everybody if people will just look.”

-Cat’s Cradle Kurt Vonnegut


The Glaring White Beyond Heartbreak

officialiwrotethisforyou:

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Beyond heartbreak, lies soulbreak, which is when you cannot spend time with someone, not because you and them have chosen to part ways, but because they no longer inhabit the Earth.

humansofnewyork:

"I don’t have any deadlines now that I’m writing for myself, but I’m having trouble finishing things. It’s much easier to stop when something is due than to stop when it’s good."

humansofnewyork:

"I don’t have any deadlines now that I’m writing for myself, but I’m having trouble finishing things. It’s much easier to stop when something is due than to stop when it’s good."

Two of my favorite things, Post Secret and humansofnewyork:

"After my best friend committed suicide, I spent a year answering phones at a suicide prevention hotline. I worked the midnight to 4 AM shift." “Why did your friend commit suicide?” “I think like most people who take their own lives, he was just feeling very isolated. He’d just come back from college, was living with his parents, and was in a very bad place. I’ve always felt guilty about my last words to him. I visited him at his parents’ house, and as I was leaving, I told him: ‘This is a bad situation. You’ve got to get out of here.’”

Two of my favorite things, Post Secret and humansofnewyork:

"After my best friend committed suicide, I spent a year answering phones at a suicide prevention hotline. I worked the midnight to 4 AM shift."
“Why did your friend commit suicide?”
“I think like most people who take their own lives, he was just feeling very isolated. He’d just come back from college, was living with his parents, and was in a very bad place. I’ve always felt guilty about my last words to him. I visited him at his parents’ house, and as I was leaving, I told him: ‘This is a bad situation. You’ve got to get out of here.’”

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