Actually tumblr all my content is sensitive I have a lot of feelings
“Nothing. Leave me alone. It is December.”— Francis Jammes, tr by Jethro Bithell, from “It Is Going to Snow,” wr. c. 1910
how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.
“The Globe Shrinks” - Barbara Kruger
"Desires as round as peaches bloom in me
all night, I no longer gather what falls."
-Anne Carson, excerpt from “Short Talk on Hedonism,” from Plainwater: Essays and Poetryall night, I no longer gather what falls."
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