darkacademiaquotes:

“Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuation and love poems. Sometimes I wonder if the yearning I’ve felt for others was more of a yearning for yearning itself. I’ve pined insatiably and repeatedly: for strangers, new lovers, unrequited flames. While the subjects changed, that feeling always remained. Perhaps, then, I have not been so infatuated with the people themselves, but with the act of longing.”

-Melissa Broder, from “Life without Longing,” The New York Times

comfydarkme:

I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it’s okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes.

– Callista Buchen, from Taking Care

comfydarkme:

Opposing thoughts.

I’m setting up a charitable sale at the moment, so be on the lookout for more info next week 👋 Hope you all are resting and taking care of yourselves.

quotemadness:

“That night was nothing but getting to know how smooth your body is. The memory of it goes through me like brandy.”

— Ted Hughes