❝life is beautiful but you don't have a clue❞

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

Joan Didion, from Blue Nights

[fatima aamer bilal, excerpts from days where my whole world is my bed, coffin heart? bury me.]

Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

Nikos Kazantzakis, from “Report to Greco”, tr. by P. A. Bien

i know, i know, i know

Ada Limón, from “Sometimes I Think My Body Leaves a Shape in the Air”, The Carrying: Poems

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz }

{So We Must Meet Apart by gabrielle bates and jennifer s. cheng}

Sharon Olds, from "Known to Be Left", Stag’s Leap

King’s Mountain by Sharyn McCrumb