The place is empty
The show is over
No oneâs here
Attention was plenty
So, my lover,
Why are are you still acting?
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The place is empty
The show is over
No oneâs here
Attention was plenty
So, my lover,
Why are are you still acting?
-M.B (via lightheadedbabe)

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I wish I wasn't, such a dreamer. I've ruined this life for myself.
â N.M. Sanchez
Terabithia
âI donât build bridges
I hang ropes
Because bridges burn
And ropes soak
I dont suggest the easy
Or necessarily the hard
But my road to terabithia
Comes with enormous regard
Walk across the bridge
And Iâm sure youâll meet your fate
Never was I standing wait
But a nothing breeze to say your name
Iâll be standing at the rivers edge
With the lighter in my hand
Youâll either swing across my river bank
Or drown an unimaginable death
See, if you want to join my kingdom
Youâll have to put in work
Show me you can put out fires
Or absorb my devilish work
Iâm the master of my destiny
Youâre a character in my play
So tread my forests carefully
Or be sure the current will sweep you awayâ
- M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
Clarice Lispector, from The Hour of the Star
â Virginia Woolf, from âCarlyleâs House and Other Sketches.â

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Natalie DĂaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
Always Love- Lauren Jauregui @ssweet-dispositionn
M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
work song by hozier / mahmoud darwish
Confessional // Sue Zhao

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Girl, interrupted (1999)
Jennifer S. Cheng, from So We Must Meet Apart
[Text ID: Maybe what Iâve been trying to say all this time, as an explanation and apology, is that I sense a mass of white noise in front of my face wherever I go. It stands between me and the world, between me and other people. More and more I am finding myself lost in it, unable to make it through to the other side.]
I seemed to have forgotten to post this one
Melissa Febos, Abandon Me
And if I fall, I will fail

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âI hold on to grudges for dear life Just as hard as I hold the clutch swerving down state street in a heat wave Seeking the thrill between hatred and adrenaline Which tends to boil over when my car gets too hot
I get stuck in this spot Waiting for the light to trigger and throw me forward To a place I may never come back from Because I can switch gears faster than my foot can slam on the pedal And I end up in a limitless stall once again
Because this mirage of you in the distance Is unreasonably out of reach And I cannot let go of this clutch Just like I cannot let go of this grudge This race against hating you and letting it go Will cause me to crash eventually
âIf you see my name in the obituary, donât you dare show up... because my car was overheating, and you didnât care to stopâ
M.B (via lightheadedbabe)
âWhere could I rest but in your hurricane?â
â Erica Jong, from Insomnia & Poetry (via violentwavesofemotion)