Embrace Fear
You are a victim of the rules you live by.
"I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most."
-Margaret Atwood (via bookporn)
"I like to write about the things that we all go through, and don’t talk about as freely as we’d like to. I like to write about the things that kind of ping-pong around our minds, but never make it any further. If it can open up a heartfelt conversation about the human condition, especially within a somewhat apathetic generation, I want to tackle it, as artistically as possible."
-Hanif Abdurraqib, interviewed for Some Weird Sin (via bostonpoetryslam)

(via spacediving)


It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.


-It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)(via 410203)

(via spacediving)

"She imagines him imagining her.
This is her salvation."

-Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin  (via rabbitinthemoon)
"A word after a word after a word is power."
-Margaret Atwood (via feellng)
"Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does."
-Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad (via larmoyante)

smart people just learn to avoid

"How much can you fear until it becomes paranoia?
How much faith can you carry until it destroys you?
I don’t want to appreciate mysteries
Because I can’t handle the lack of beauty in truth."

-Arielle King

Gustavo Peña, Swimming outside the boundaries of Castle Grayskull

“in Stations there is no ending or beginning—every instant is a meditation on the continual cycles of life, death, and rebirth.” Bill Viola
"I’ve had a long, long season of loneliness and regret. The things I could have done differently are now those things that I’ll never forget."
-Toren Michaels (via eclecticprism)
"Everything exists; nothing exists. Either formula affords a like serenity. The man of anxiety, to his misfortune, remains between them, trembling and perplexed, forever at the mercy of a nuance, incapable of gaining a foothold in the security of being or in the absence of being"
-Emil Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born (via quotes-shape-us)
"Paradise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough."
-E. M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born (via postmortemdecay666)
"I know peace only when my ambitions sleep. Once they waken, anxiety repossesses me. Life is a state of ambition. The mole digging his tunnels is ambitious. Ambition is in effect everywhere, and we see its traces on the faces of the dead themselves."
-E.M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born (via heteroglossia)
"It is because we are all imposters that we endure each other."
-E.M. Cioran, A Short History of Decay (via tarkovskian)
"All morning, I did nothing but repeat: “Man is an abyss, man is an abyss.” - I could not, alas, find anything better."
-E.M. Cioran, Drawn and Quartered (via tarkovskian)