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i think i expected you to feel like an old warm blanket

like the kind we had a children

to keep us safe 

and the monsters at bay

but seeing you again

feel like trying to wrap myself in

old insulation

of a house i haven’t lived in 

we should tear this old house down

no one’s lived here for a long long time

and you and i

did our fair share of damage 

things we don’t speak of 

things we try to forget

but i know

you know

i remember

and so do you

maybe we’ll laugh about it one day

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"I want to ask her what love feels like when you’re afraid of the person who you thought you were meant to be with forever."

— Kristina Hayes, It looked a lot like love (via misscatfreak)

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"What I know of survival is this:
how to adjust my body around the cool spots in bed,
the way my hair is never exactly right
when I leave the house for a hopeful second date,
the imprint of my bra on my skin after coming home
and letting my dress pool at my feet.
Sleeping, alone.
Missing you and missing you.
I eat olives and arugula standing up in the kitchen,
wearing nothing except underwear and pearls.
I do not recognize myself.
Being sad only makes me thirsty.
I drink two glasses of water, take an aspirin,
dance with myself slowly in the living room.
Everything comes back to me in moments—
flashes of your skin, the freckles on your chest,
your perfect wrists, a kneecap, the small of your back.
I peel away the sadness to get down to the pit of the thing
and can never quite manage to finish it.
My hands smell like oranges, clove cigarettes.
Pounds of sadness. I get out of bed. I run the bath.
Chocolate shavings and blueberries for lunch.
Little things, but I am handling it.
Yesterday, I almost called you to tell you that I love you,
but then I remembered I’m not allowed to say it anymore,
and it is awful. You are with me even when I brush my teeth."

— Kristina Hayes, “Love So Good That I Forgot to Say ‘Ouch’” (via oofpoetry)

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"If you decide to write on my skin, make it something worth keeping. Don’t leave me with broken promises, that I can’t wash off."

— Umm Ibraheem (via umm-ibraheem)

(via ittaqillah)

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"I am trying to remember you,
and
let you go
at
the same time."

— nayyirah waheed (via piezea)

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A Question, Not A Statement; Lora Mathis.

A Question, Not A Statement; Lora Mathis.

(Source: inalterable)

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"

Make love to me in Spanish.
Not with that other tongue.
I want you juntito a mi,
tender like the language
crooned to babies.
I want to be that
lullabied, mi bien
querido, that loved.

I want you inside
the mouth of my heart,
inside the harp of my wrists,
the sweet meat of the mango,
in the gold that dangles
from my ears and neck.

Say my name. Say it.
The way it’s supposed to be said.
I want to know that I knew you
even before I knew you.

"

— Sandra Cisneros, “Dulzura” (via oofpoetry)

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"You promised, then you left me."

— Six Word Storys (via asleepanddead)