it’s easier to miss you than to love you
“My whole life
I have
ate my tongue.
ate my tongue.
ate my tongue.
I am so full of my tongue
you would think speaking is easy.
but it is not.”- Nayyirah Waheen, For We Who Keep Our Life In Our Mouths
"
nobody ever finds
the one.
city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else
fills.
- Charles Bukowski, Alone With Everybody (via milklust)
(Source: zealotry, via therealconfused)
