words – Page 45 – darknesstohislight

I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.

Being a person is getting too complicated.

Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman (via narobe)

You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together
to make a creature that will do what I say
or love me back.

Richard Siken, excerpt of Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out (via camilla-macauley)

Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.

Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via evilqueened)

I realize after his touch
he would know me

years from now, even
in the dark, even

without my skin.

Phil Memmer, “The Paleontologist’s Blind Date,” from Threat of Pleasure. (via vapourise)

I can’t un-know the monsters
but I can become the person
who would have saved
thirteen-year-old me.

I feel that you’re becoming just a shadow in my life.

Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via camilla-macauley)

I’m not mad at you for not giving a shit. I’m disgusted with myself for thinking you did.

(1/365) by (KJ)