i am a home for these bones i cannot bury

consistantly-changing:

blossomfully:

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Sue Zhao

[Image transcript: Oh, I could call you names now. List a hundred reasons for why you were awful. But would that do? Where would it leave me? I still loved you. I still have to live with that.

Sue Zhao]

taohun:

taohun:

did you guys see the poem from a couple of days ago in poetry dot org’s daily poem it was so good and a treat to read 

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been thinking about it since i read it 

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francesderwent:

reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city

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