This morning when I got out of the shower my whole body missed you - ghost warmth of clean skin on clean skin while you blow dried your hair and smiled at my reflection behind you. I let the steam build up in the mirror and got dressed in the other room. It’s been five months in this haunted home. I’ll bet I even miss your ghost when that’s gone too.

I thought 23 years was long enough

to learn how to be

alone.

It turns out there are many different types of lonely.

Two years and fresh absence is all it’s taken me

to find myself

at a new beginning

of lonely.

I sink claws into every memory

of how barren fecund earth seems

while the plants are still just seeds -

Embedded in time and soil,

Drinking deeply what they’ll need

to grow and grow.

rodentmancy:

afloweroutofstone:

westfailia:

beginning to get the impression anti-sjws have never actually caught an sjw acting like they think sjws act and only ever mistaken anti-sjws making fun of sjws for the real deal because it’s how they think they act

Four-dimensional Ouroboros

(via baalmuian)

aewm:

what do u mean “what have i been up to” … i’m out here ruining my own life as always bitch

(via psychichell)

stanleykubricky:

me when i’m in a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation:

(via psychichell)

I get to keep the good things

I get to say goddamn I’m going to miss those good things

goddamn I won’t repeat those bad

And goddamn honey will never just taste sweet again but

it doesn’t have to be bitter.

I get to choose to let go of the ugliness I don’t understand-

It’s just a story now and fuck the parts I can’t stomach.

I will not erase you from me but I’ve been scrubbing off the ugly to save myself.

The lessons I’ve learned are mine to keep and

You are not my fucking Jesus.

I burned your cross and I’m pressing the ashes into something I can wrap in copper and take with me

As I walk away from you

Towards my future.

Returning to now.