Anhedonia (src)

Sorrow, I filled the tub with rusty wine and drowned our children in it.
There are so many gods —

Fortune, Doorways, Useful Arts —
to disappoint them all is fatal.
I held a world between my teeth once.

Blue marble, fine china.
But nothing makes me happy.
A million lambent oysters, orgiastic

pearls of caviar,
do not make me happy.
I have lost my appetite for spring.

- Margaret Kaplan

i just said smh outloud while i was in fact, shaking my head

watching youtube essays is so addicting

what's your opinion on R

One of my favorite letters for sure

I hope to one day be as cool as Noel Fielding and as smart as Hugh Dennis

bonus points if I can give off the general vibe of Joe Wilkinson

i really like u, i almost love u like if i could love someone, it would be u, bcuz u are not what u appear to be... its the very discrepancy & difference between how u seem & who u are in reality that keeps me enamored.... i hope u’ll lie to the world forever.....

Did you know there is a Cloud Appreciation Society that emails you a picture of a cloud each day

MADEMOISELLE NOIR: A Tragedy (src)

Does anyone else feel this way
I ask
As my words search for their purpose
As I stroke the haggard stray dog
As I gaze upon the washed-out colors of a rose
As I see you on the porch, cigarette in hand
As I stop hearing the finches sing

But I won't listen for a response
To bear the burden of accepting solitude
So I choose to forget I ever saw you

There's a man sitting by the window
He thinks something is wrong with him
For he is yet to belong anywhere
And though he cannot see an injury
He believes there must be one
Why else would the world look so different
For he cannot be the only one to see this
So he tells himself to ignore it
To try and see what others see
Surely they know better of what he is
Then that gaping hole in his heart