February 2012
200 posts
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words...
– Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse
Anonymous asked: Just noticed you unfollowed me. Kinda saw it coming.
Anonymous asked: are you still in love with him?
free?
last semester you drove me everywhere in a car that revved so loud i could hear you coming from half a mile away, so i spent it disoriented to everything but the sun rising over monte sol and setting behind the lights of santa fe. when i started forgetting the world beyond these mountains, i sent my heart back in time to anchor myself somewhere that i could not find when i retraced my steps
in...
The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most...
– I Wrote This for You
Sappho, "Blame Aphrodite"
It’s no use
Mother dear, I can’t finish my weaving You may blame Aphrodite soft as she is she has almost killed me with love for that boy
Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, “It might have been.
– Kurt Vonnegut