Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.– David Foster Wallace (via oofpoetry)
corycopeland: Your depression doesn’t make you less of a person or a Christian. Find the help you need to survive. You’re worth it.
Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan’s men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I...
The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things: Of shoes—and...– (via june—bug)
I want to be alone and I want people to notice me - both at the same time– Thom Yorke (via swimtohim)
We were together. I forget the rest.– Walt Whitman (via swimtohim)