notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 206.
2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 206.

2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 182.
2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 182.

2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 184.
2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 184.

2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 190.
2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 190.

2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 191.
2014

notes-to-ex-lovers:

Notes To Ex-Lovers, 191.

2014

http://incorrigible-cat.tumblr.com/post/86236516507/compromises-nothing-of-value-is-free-i-say

incorrigible-cat:

Compromises

"Nothing of value is free."

I say this, casually, while inhaling on a cigarette that will devour five minutes of my life now and take away six minutes of life much later.

Life is about compromises.

Today, I could not maintain my composure so I traded my future health for my…

"I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you “have something to say.” I think, actually, that you write poems because you have something echoing around in the bone-dome of your skull that you cannot say. Poetry allows us to hold many related tangential notions in very close orbit around each other at the same time. The “unsayable” thing at the center of the poem becomes visible to the poet and reader in the same way that dark matter becomes visible to the astrophysicist. You can’t see it, but by measure of its effect on the visible, it can become so precise a silhouette you can almost know it."

Rebecca Lindenberg, from Why Write Poetry? (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Eventually the young woman realizes how often it is in her self-interest to make herself desirable. She learns how to arrange herself to generate a kind of reaction. As children learn behaviors by example, so does she learn sexy from the mirror. Media provides the perfect surface (charmed, shiny, sleek) from which she can articulate her reflection.

Narcissus is a teenage girl. No other figure loves her; she loves herself to fill the difference. She watches herself constantly: in the darkened windows of cafés and storefronts and the silvered glass in her bathroom. Alone she pouts, minces, tosses her hair, shapes her face for every angle. She knows her good side. She knows how to move her mouth. She generates self-awareness as the world becomes aware of her.

"

I’m Not Myself You See, by Larissa Pham - Adult Mag (via exoticwild)

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