May 2013
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Forecast
All of San Francisco’s fog is in my head
But all I want is company in bed
And I can hardly think clearly anymore
What with no one ever knocking on my door
Things often seem to disappear
Including me, might you hear
Things are done and then long gone:
In this evanescent game I’m just a pawn
Having a low opinion of yourself is not modesty. It’s self-destruction.
– Bobby Sommer (via wryer)
When I realized I was not my body, I became free.
– (via forlovers)
To those who won't hear this:
Good morning, I love you. Have a good day.
Good afternoon, hope you’re having a good day. I love you.
Goodnight, I love you. Sleep Well.
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
– Hafiz (via perfect)
One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns...
– Maureen Medved (via ellinyjade)
youwishangelfish:
Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.
I need someone to hold me and tell me that everything will be okay because my mind is racing and I can hardly feel my head anymore
April 2013
childishnotions:
writing is safer, somehow because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do, and words get stuck in throats, not fingertips, can’t stumble on paper trails of blue lines because writing is definite and clear and no one can tell if i am crying or laughing through written words alone
exactly
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How foolish I am to write down the words of others as inspiration for my own when all I need to produce the perfectly prosed poem is already within me
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Recent excitements:
I got F. Scott Fitzgerald’s autobiography, and I can’t wait to read it.
The Great Gatsby movie comes out in less than a month.
The song I wrote for history homework is pretty badass.
Every college within a 2000-mile radius knows my address. (…)
to be honest I don’t even know if I agree with what I just wrote
sometimes I feel like past versions of my soul write poems with my hands and publish them in my current name
because “writers aren’t really people. they are a whole bunch of people trying to be one person”
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Note to self and others:
Refrain from using the word “always” in reference to earthly things.
Nothing transcends time other than the love of the stars for their offspring down below.
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All I need:
- Someone to call “darling”
- a cup of coffee
- pen
- writing canvas
- a good book
- enchanting people
- an enchanting town
- things to stimulate the senses (beauty)
- color
- peace.
Edit: and sunshine.
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Oh, how I love to really write, with pen and paper and passion
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Gentle man
With soft eyes
He watches her
Without
So much as a twinkle
Of greed in his mind
With soft lips
He kisses her worries
Away
Without
An ounce of lust
In his body
And
With soft words
He spins her a lullaby
Without
A single
Fawning
Intention
In his heart
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Sanctuary
I dream of singing you to sleep
With the sweet sounds of my heart
As it flutters against your touch
I dream of lying awake
In wonder
Contemplating the impossible questions:
Why do you love me?
Why are we here?
Why has the Universe provided this chance
To escape our very shallow world
In as humble a place as a bedroom?
March 2013
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Intimacy
The nightmares you had as a child that you still can’t shake
And the things that make you shiver when you hear them
Those are the things that I want to know about
Those are the things that help me ascertain whether you’re worth my time
Or not
Because the most worthwhile people are always the most shakeable
And the least palpable