Murder ballads.

sheenamay:

Everyone’s already writing out resolutions, so here’s mine:

Keep being fucking awesome.

AMEN SISTER.

Here is my hand, my heart, my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated cities at the center of me, and here is the center of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we can drink from, but I can’t go through with it. I just don’t want to die anymore.

Richard Siken

Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

• Richard Brautigan

My self care as of late hinges almost entirely on grapefruit scented bubble baths and chai tea.