I should really learn how to shut my fucking mouth.
trash tarot deck (22/78)
Arthur Rimbaud, from The Complete Works of Arthur Rimbaud; “A Season In Hell,”
Honestly, still trying to figure that last one out.
Who did I become? Who am I becoming? What and who should I let influence that identity?
I am a sponge soaking in anything and everything around me; this 27-year-old heart made entirely of fragments from past lives lived.
I am not sure who I will be even come tomorrow, but I do know she will be a woman filled with love. With drive. With empathy.
She will be the girl my younger self longed for her to be.
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Collage from my poetry collection “Winterbrook”, out 11/11.
Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Pamela Hansford Johnson written c. May 1934
unknown/nth // shrike
Inspired by @oshthoughts on Instagram ✨
I.. I need to calm down!!!
Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems; “Stars Over the Dordogne,”
Miguel Hernández, from Twenty Poems; “Love Ascends Between Us,”
Jane O. Wayne // Kate Jacobs
Do you ever sit with your classmates/coworkers and while they’re chatting about something a huge wave of “ I don’t belong here ” hits you and you just go silent and you start feeling the distance between you and them and now it’s like you’re watching them through a big screen and all the voices in your head screams “ can I ever just be like them ”
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