“I want to be ripped apart by music. I want it to be something that feeds and replenishes, or that totally sucks the life out of you. I want to be dashed against the rocks.”
— Jeff Buckley
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“I want to be ripped apart by music. I want it to be something that feeds and replenishes, or that totally sucks the life out of you. I want to be dashed against the rocks.”
— Jeff Buckley

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toward the sun, from the sun
a friend with a boyfriend is a type of dead wife

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May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]
i’m doing really well for someone who goes through the five stages of grief every day
“If I Am Killed For Simply Living” — Althea Davis
Image Description: Poem that reads, “And God,
please let the deer
on the highway
get some kind of heaven.
Something with tall soft grass
and sweet reunion.
Let the moths in the porch lights
go some place
with a thousand suns,
that taste like sugar
and get swallowed whole.
May the mice
in oil and glue
have forever dry, warm fur
and full bellies.
If I am killed for simply living,
let death be kinder
than man.”
why am I scrolling . What am I hoping to find

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this is NOT my lowest point ❌🛑🛑❌🛑🚫 i will go lower
Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love (1997)
lmao I was reading this middle english song & was like how am I supposed to be pronouncing these es when counting syllables they are tripping me up. so I looked it up and
okay 👍 yay 👍
they were just doing this for the love of the game
girl help im seriously mentally ill in a way that’s not palatable or understandable to anyone
mourning dove perching on the remains of last years sunflower

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Haven't you heard the news that you're dead?
(gerard's body outline on the stage via hayley_rippy)