“There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.”
— Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life (via oiseauperdu)
Etikett: :negative
the fact that not everyone’s mom is abusive is fucking wild to me
what should my next mistake be
The sadness will last forever.
Suicide note of Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
“I will be a light thing
I will enter death…”— Anne Sexton, from “Suicide Note” featured in The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton
to get rid of myself / layer
by layer by layer by(e)—
Caitlin Baird, from “Sofabed,” published in Vagabond City
I keep fading away, and the light in my eyes trembles with anguish,
Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All; “You Wonder, My Dear,”
Everything is leaving me, my life, my life.
Marguerite Duras, from “The Ravishing of Lol Stein,” published c. 1964
“Why must the razor feel like passion on your thigh?”
— Radhika Sarpotdar, from “Attack of the Pa(nic/ssion),” published in Inside the Bell Jar
i feel us drifting but that’s okay, you don’t need me
beberequin 