— Virginia Woolf
Louise Glück, from ""Averno", Averno
I don’t
know
I don’t know
how to stop
Stop the tears from falling
Stop the fears from showing
Stop a life from being wasted
Please stop me
Stop me from wasting my life
Stop wasting a life on me
— Silas Melvin
I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous. - Pablo Neruda
— Thanksgiving 2006, Ocean Vuong, from 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: Brooklyn's too cold tonight
& all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything
I wanted — but I chose to live.]
Karl Bryullov, ‘Last Day of Pompeii’, (Details)
I miss the cold
The foggy air, the gloomy sky
The grey clouds
For a short time my feelings appear justified
When the snow covers the ground
When the cold winds make people shiver
I don’t feel like a burden
People start talking about winter blues
And I believe my blues are less unusual
It’s the dry air that hurts on the skin
Which makes me hope that it’s normal to hurt within
And when the sun comes out
Flowers bloom, people laugh
I feel more alone
●a way to let go of my thoughts because I fear they might crush me● ||they/them||
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