It’s not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing—they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.
1,626 再生 Smother Daughter

I’m wasted, losing time
I’m a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator

I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
to lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What at mess I leave
To follow 

In the darkness I will meet my creators
They will all agree, I’m a suffocator

Suffocator 
Oh no
I’m sorry if I smothered you 
I sometimes wish I’d stayed inside
My mother
Never to come out

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.
I think… if it is true that
there are as many minds as there
are heads, then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts.