20:13"I waited, as if the sea could make my decision for me." — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via in-finitus)
(via ossahumiliata)
19:54"bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does." — Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via milktree)
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does." — Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via milktree)
(Source : grammatolatry, via leahonomonopia)
