fancy caffeination, luminous words, sunflowers from across the sea
As Donald Trump closes our borders to refugees, remember that Hillary Clinton sent this email:
fell in fast love with the words of @highsandprose
- give her a follow
it's okay to reserve parts of yourself for only you.
don't waste your beautiful mind doing ugly things.
feel everything as deeply as it hits you, when it hits you. each time. you're alive now.
i've been laughing at this set of pictures for 38 minutes straight
they are going to find your name in all the things i wrote, the books i kept, every house i ever lived in, every nerve that fired through me
for the record, just so we're clear, lest you forget, it is the easiest thing in the world to love you
make a list, he said, of all of the ways you wish it could be, & whenever anyone asks what he's working on he answers in your handwriting
she says hello & the perpetual divide between how you imagine the world could be and how things actually turn out grows smaller & smaller
when visiting a friend's house for the first time it's nice to bring a dish to pass
some of my atoms and some of yours, born from the same roaring star's death
But What Will Make You Happiest? (& other crucial questions we rarely turn on ourselves)
you taught my heart new ways to ache & for that i will never forgive you or stop being grateful
How can I ease your burdens in 140 characters?
But I'll continue to do my best.
You do the same.
We'll be fine.
fall in love! it's more fun if it's with something that isn't a person
New favorite twitter feed. Moving poetry in 140 characters or less. twitter.com/tomatosurprise…
man: i want u
man: c'mon i like u
man: i'll make u mine
me: don't do that
man: why are u so frigid
we remember that year differently, don't we? we stop comparing & our memories crystallize, growing quieter till we know different stories
busy watching winona ryder films & flirting w your mom
surely there are worse ways to self-destruct
1. find happiness.
2. stop writing.
3. reject happiness.
4. feel it all, every inch.
5. write about it.
6. grow weary & jaded.
remember when we met and then we couldn't stop loving each other for the rest of our lives
she will know parts of you that no one else knows and i am sorry to tell you this but when she is gone so are those parts of you
"If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much." i die
busy with this for the rest of the week bye
she was the king of girls
it's nothing really
double down on the things you often think on but seldom say aloud & the part of you that gives way to laughter in an otherwise quiet room
are you forgetting to be bold? are you letting the noise get in the way? are you letting the strangers you meet stay strangers forever?
woke up with sea water in my lungs cause i dreamed you were an ocean and still mine to lose
just changed a few keywords from this NYTimes article
i will never forget your steady heartbeat or the fact that you watched You've Got Mail with me on purpose
TIME HEALS ALL BUT SO DOES BEYONCÉ'S LEMONADE MY BABIES
we're only as good as the things we choose to honor our attention with
section of my bookshelf that hums particularly bright
the year i learned every crease in your palm; the chaos in truth-telling; to be in love with me too
hi twitter miss u twitter
there are things that you love and sometimes they might make you a little sad and baby that's okay
there's a version of you that got everything she ever wanted & she stayed kind all the while
were a landlord.
loving you is happy carnage
bio: gently at first and then all at once
ur tweets r a force of poetic justice they send me into a calm joy
a list of all the perfect things you said to me next to all the terrible moments you chose to say them
"you're a tree branch floating in a pile of bourbon" - @dannybalel
sums me up