Scattered

Afflictions and feelings, happiness and such. Female. Always searching, always finding, always writing.

“… poetry and every other art was and is and forever will be strictly[…]and distinctly a question of individuality….poetry is being, not doing….if poetry is your goal, you’ve got to forget all about punishments and all about rewards and all about selfstyled obligations and duties and responsibilities…..Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.”

—   E.E. Cummings, from i: Six Nonlectures (via litafficionado)

(via inkywings)

“I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.”

—   Steven Wright (via thewaywardwinds)

(Source: bdgarp, via squeats)

thebaconsandwichofregret:

i want to force like 75% of male nerddom to watch this conversation

(Source: emmajstones, via jesusfuckmechrist)

“He may still love you. He probably does. He probably doesn’t know what he wants. He probably still thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t do anything. You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.”

—   unknown (via memereve)

(Source: a-quiet-old-soul, via memereve)

“It’s not that people can’t love you if you don’t love yourself. It’s that you won’t feel it because it’ll always seem like you don’t deserve it.”

—   But It’s Not a Matter of Deserving (#53: January 11, 2014)

(Source: write2014, via mariannapaige)

“Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay.”

—   Pat BarkerRegeneration (via letters-to-nobody)

(Source: awritersruminations, via letters-to-nobody)

“I can sympathize with Ken Kesey who once said that he stopped writing because he was tired of being a seismograph—an instrument that measures rumblings from a great distance. He said he wanted to be a lightning rod.”

—   Tom Wolfe (via theparisreview)

(via yeahwriters)

r-efracted:

asyourlife:

 

i really love this photo because she has stretch marks and its the only post ive seen of a half naked girl with stretch marks. its real and i like it and she has a nice butt which makes me feel better about my stretch marks

r-efracted:

asyourlife:

 

i really love this photo because she has stretch marks and its the only post ive seen of a half naked girl with stretch marks. its real and i like it and she has a nice butt which makes me feel better about my stretch marks

(Source: lunaoki, via jesusfuckmechrist)

GUYS, JUST TRY READING ONLY WOMEN FOR A MONTH. IT’S NOT THAT HARD, TRUST ME.

yeahwriters:

dudeinpublishing:

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