i keep turning to this tumblr when i have imbibed. i miss having an outlet that is basically anonymous where those who look can’t find me so easily. therefore: i have made a new tumblr for my words.
if you want to read it, please message me/let me know and i will send you the URL.
(obviously not if you’re an ex student or whatever because that’s just really not cool.)
oh and also: tumblr has basically no usernames left so this was almost impossible to do without calling myself thelovelyblackblrmassive. lame.
Anne Sexton, “The Truth the Dead Know”
i still hunger,
in ways that cannot be sated.
with echoing hallways inside of me
repeating the unmentionable
every time my stagnant
pretty nice little saturday.
four years ago today a light went out. and today, like every other day, i wish you were here. x